Today is the eve of my 35th birthday. I haven't been writing much. I have been focusing on building relationships. I don't have much to say today, but I thought it would be good to write again since I haven't written in this blog since July 2015. I don't anticipate this birthday being difficult. I have seven scheduled therapy sessions tomorrow between 1pm and ending at about 8pm.
Sure, I miss my brother, but my birthday was never really a big deal for him. Now I just wish that I could call or talk to him. I appreciate all the incredible friends I've made over the past few years.
Running is my top coping skill for handling this grief. Even though I lost my brother to suicide 13 years ago, it still hurts, but not as much as it did immediately following his death.
I am so grateful for all that I learned through this experience. Clearly I wish Brian was still here, but all the pain I have experienced has made me better suited for helping others through difficult situations.
Please don't hesitate to reach out to me as I'm comfortable talking about my brother dying by suicide. My passion is to end the stigma associated with Mental health and suicide issues.