It was 8 months ago today that I lost my Best Friend , younger Brother and I still can't deal with his loss, I don't think I ever will.
It doesn't get any easier to deal with actually it gets worse, I no longer see a point to anything. My life has somehow turned into something I never would have expected. I've become very stand offish to the ones around me who want to help I suppose because I don't believe anything will help. I went from loving to be a caregiver for my brother and also my Mother & my two special needs sisters to being homeless, after my older sister found out I was going to turn her in for financial elder abuse and financial abuse of my two younger sisters she made up a story that's unbelievable which got me out of the way so she could continue to steal, abuse. Its been two months and I don't know where I will be staying at tomorrow . Confused, shocked and stunned.