I'm a 16 year old girl, living in Bolivia (for ten years already), but born in Belgium, and I don't know what else to say.
About my Loss:
I lost my 14 year old brother a year ago (February 6 2010) due to a freak accident. My house in Bolivia was located next to a mountain, a huge boulder rolled down and fell on my house, room (we shared a room), and bed (a bed with two floors, I slept on upstairs, he on bottom). And I somehow made it out alive, but my brother died. I was hurt, of course. I had pretty severe brain damage (a concussion, blood clots (2) and swelling) and I broke my chin and leg.
We were incredibly close. We were close in age, and thus spent all our time together. We had Tae Kwon Do classes together (I haven't been back since he died), we went to sleep at the same time, played with barbies, plush dolls, cars, made tree houses... And I miss him more than anything in the world. And I need help. I need to talk about it.
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"I can understand how that makes it even more difficult, having become a couple on that occasion.
I don't want to live without him, and I just don't feel that will ever change. So, it all seems so futile to go through this every day. "
"Thanks, Drewtoo. It sucks, and I'm sorry you are having to deal with it too. NYE is our anniversary (not our wedding anniversary, our "officially became a couple" anniversary), so it was always special to us. Since he died…"