It’s been a little over two weeks since my little brother died. He was 26. He had severe mental health and would manage okay at times but had episodes of mania/psychosis. He was recently doing well but would not take his medications. Through a series of traumatic events I’ve learned after the fact, he was hit by a car and killed while in a manic episode. My other brother (23 y/o) has had declining mental health and I believe he has schizophrenia but he refuses to see a doctor. His delusions are so severe that they have caused him to hate my dad and feel that my dad is conspiring against him. He won’t speak to my dad and leaves any time he’s nearby. My family can barely grieve my first brother’s death because we’re so worried about the mental state of my other brother. He is so unwell and I don’t know how to hold my parents and my two younger sisters together, while helping a brother who does not want help, and grieving the loss of a brother I love so much. It feels like I’m grieving two brothers and also scared about the safety of the rest of my family. I feel like my life is a tragic movie and I feel stupid for ever thinking things like this couldn’t happen to my family. I’m reeling and angry and exhausted and lost and so so sad.

Posted by Reebsvh at 2024-09-16 01:46:00 UTC