TRIGGER WARNING -suicide
I am sitting here with the door open, with cold clean air wafting through it into me … as I sit, thinking of the full moon tonight, … I suddenly realize that at 12:00 am it will become the date that my brother died in 97’, 26 years ago.
When I saw him hanging from the ceiling, my head immediately went down and then I died with him in a way.
I used to be afraid after that at night. Afraid that I would relive it and I started drinking heavily to soothe myself, numbing my anguish. All I thought of and all I talked about for years was him and how much I wish I could have saved him and I missed him so unimaginably. I decorated my home with pictures of him; some photographs and some drawings, self-portraits and I’m not sure why I did that but it bothered my sister. I can’t recall when I took them down. Each night I would be afraid because that is when he did it, killed himself during the dark of night/early morning hours.
I feel wired tonight and cannot sleep yet. It’s cloudy so I can’t see the full pink moon but I do feel it in the same way that I feel my brother.
I feel like my mom’s recent death was her freedom as she had Alzheimer’s and was stuck in a body that didn’t serve her … and now I realize that so was his death a freedom, since he was plagued by mental health and drug and alcohol problems. I tried to save him and knew something would happen to him, thought he would die… i was at night school one evening and I had a sudden feeling that he would die so I came home, even warned him by asking him to go to the doctor and take better care of himself. But he refused and said he was all good. But I knew better. I would continue to feel the same dark feelings for years after. In ‘95 I had a vision like a dream but I was awake and in my mind’s eye I saw him as a white flying horse and knew he would die soon but I never told him about the vision, just tried to help him.
I also used to be afraid that one of my kids would some day create another hell on earth by taking their life. But I realize now that my kids have a good life with great support from my husband and I with open communication and friends and we don’t let our light shut completely off and I feel none of us ever will.
This brings me to think that the only way I could see myself taking my life like my bro did would be if I got Alzheimer’s disease because although my mom was taken care of by me and many others, I don’t know who would want to take care of me and besides I really don’t want to have people take care of me if I can’t help myself; I’d rather die and this makes me feel sad but the situation when the disease grabs onto you all that takes place is always sad for anyone involved.
I feel like my mom is with me here tonight to help me heal from the horrible event that I am reliving. But with my brother, I always felt a darkness connected with him after that Spring day so it’s hard to perceive straight and feel him and sometimes I push him away along with the memories. My heart beats faster when my memory shows me the scene that I found my brother in. I think those who have passed are stress free now and are angels, watching over us. ❤️ ❤️ maybe I’ll get a sign that he is ok and that I’ll see him again.