I didn't realize it has been like 9 months since I've posted a blog. My depression has taken over more than I care to admit anymore. The biggest blow to my depression came in May. I was just casually sitting around for the day watching Twitch I'm sure and enjoying my May 5th(Revenge of the Fifth if you will) Well phone calls and texts came through that eventually lead to me learning that my brother had killed himself. Learning the news my chest felt heavy and I felt like I couldn't breathe and that it was just a dream. It wasn't real. I ran to my bedroom gasping for my breath and trying to wake Joey. When he finally was able to understand me through my screaming and crying he held me and let me cry. My first call was to one of my besties(Adrienne) and she just let me cry and talk when I needed to. I had called my other bestie(Amber) but she was at work. I had left her a voicemail saying to call me back when she could. She called me back not much longer after knowing something was wrong because I never call and leave voicemails.
After I got off the phone with them, I had to start making the family phone calls. Actually the family phone calls came first, then I called the besties. Sorry. Brain is braining today. As always after I couldn't get a hold of my mom, I called the first family member I always call....my nephew Nick. We've always been first phone calls with family deaths. In the case of my other brother who had passed due to a heart attack, Drew was my first call but he had his phone on do not disturb. But then Nick was the next call. Me and Nick are more like siblings rather than nephew and aunt since we have a 4 year age gap. And as with any family death, everyone came to my house.
My family is not one to really show emotions. The people who came over were my mom, sister, nephew, niece, and my brothers ex(Frank). You may ask yourself why my brothers current BF at the time was not involved too much with talking with the family and coming over to figure things out. Well, one he doesn't drive. Two, he was partial reason to blame for my brothers death. I know what you're thinking, don't play the blame game. He was cheating on my brother though which lead to some depression eating at my brother and the cheating was the final straw. When Frank got to my house, i gave him a long hug and just cried.
Planning everything for my brother was something I never wanted to do. I kept telling everyone that I think once we have the funeral, I'll be ok. I will be at peace going through this and just letting his soul rest. For the first time ever, I don't feel at peace. I still feel like this isn't real and it will be 3 months in August already. With every funeral I've been to with someone I've loved, there's always been a body for me to see and make the realization they are gone. I didn't get that with Drew because He shot himself in the head. I was told it was best I didn't see him. I agreed to that. I didn't get the closure I wanted though and I hate that. I don't know what I can do at this point for the closure I need.
My depression has been awful over these past 2.5 months. I have days where I just don't talk to people and they text saying, are you ok? Are you alive? I then have to tell them I'm okay but just having a day. They understand, but I hate that I'm still this way. I wanna be myself again. I feel like I'm Robin Williams trying to make the world smile and have a smile on my face but deep down I'm crying and screaming inside to just be done with life too. I can't leave my babies though. They need me. So I'm not gonna take that way out.
The best therapy I've gotten over these past 2 months is getting into some roleplay on GTA. I mod for an amazing streamer on Twitch who does GTA RP and after watching him for over a year, I thought I would give it a go. The people I have met in just these 2 months have been amazing fucking human beans(yup I said beans) and I love them all. All the laughs we have and all the adventures we go on.
The one person I met not long after getting in the city, as we say, hit my soul a little more. She rolled up in a truck that was painted like the Scooby Doo vehicle. My brother loved Scooby Doo so I think that was him from above sending Miss Salley into my life for fun and laughs and just chill girl hangout time. We run around with Xena at times and cut chickens heads off.
I want to say thank you to all of my "family" for making a lot of my days better even though at times after I would "fly out" I would go back into my depression. So thank you to Ben, Xena, Chase, Ed, Bobby, Cat, Don, Preston, Skippy, Steven, Bernard, Victor, Shoresy, James, John, Smiley, Mac, Phyl, Royce, Salley, and Tony. A huge special thank you to my in game fiance Gary. I love all of you guys and thank you for bearing with me on my quiet days. Sometimes I just needed to be in the city and just listening to you guys be nuts. Theres a few new members of the family who I haven't had much contact with but I love you guys as well!
Also Ben(Stone), you almost made me cry the other day. When we did the scene of you telling Jamie you knew I had an uncle in the city, you worded it the way my brother used to word stuff. "A little birdie told me". When me and my brother would keep secrets from people we would say that and I was always the little birdie to him. So thank you! Love you lots bud!
I know my brother is in a better place but I just wish he wouldn't have taken the way out that he did. I would've sat and talked with him. I always tell everyone I will sit and talk with them through anything. I know people are still reaching out for me to make sure I'm still okay. A lot of times I say no. I'm still not doing well. I hope at some point I do get to say I am doing a lot better and back to myself.
So please, if you are someone who is not doing well, reach out to a friend or family member. They will sit and listen because planning a funeral for someone you love when they don't expect it is the worst. I will always love my big brother. I miss you a lot Drew Nerd. I still can't go in the basement at night because of you but I love you.