I'm 27 years old. I'm a student at a technical college in town and I'm trying so hard to be a good mom. My son is 5. I've been with my boyfriend since 2008. I like art and tattoos. I'm not religious and I have issues with christianity.
About my Loss:
My youngest sibling died on May 23, 2017 at 9:38 in the morning. I can't really move on. I feel like the wrong brother died. I have an older brother that has been a hellacious nuisance and a bully my entire life.
My brother was turning 23 this year in July. I have kept myself as busy as possible and I feel like I'm breaking from the inside out. His death was completely unexpected and shocking. He left us a one year old baby girl and a ton of pictures, a young beautiful mother with so much hurt.
I don't know how to be strong anymore. I want to be strong. I feel completely helpless. I feel like I've swallowed an apple core and it's lodged in my chest sideways, grazing my ribs and making my breathing weak and my heart beat rapidly.
I finally broke down at school two days ago. I cried in front of this man that suffers from PTSD and is terribly rude to me. I broke like a child for no reason and I cried until the sweat and make up was a puddle on the floor. I don't know how to not contain myself. I know other people hurt and I feel selfish thinking of myself. I suppose... I'm at a loss for life.
Olivia G
Female
Hahira, GA
United States
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My brother was turning 23 this year in July. I have kept myself as busy as possible and I feel like I'm breaking from the inside out. His death was completely unexpected and shocking. He left us a one year old baby girl and a ton of pictures, a young beautiful mother with so much hurt.
I don't know how to be strong anymore. I want to be strong. I feel completely helpless. I feel like I've swallowed an apple core and it's lodged in my chest sideways, grazing my ribs and making my breathing weak and my heart beat rapidly.
I finally broke down at school two days ago. I cried in front of this man that suffers from PTSD and is terribly rude to me. I broke like a child for no reason and I cried until the sweat and make up was a puddle on the floor. I don't know how to not contain myself. I know other people hurt and I feel selfish thinking of myself. I suppose... I'm at a loss for life.
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