I feel that the expectations people have for individuals dealing with grief are too high. Many people do not understand what it is like to lose an adult sibling. They do not understand that you need to act and continue as an adult, however you are grieving someone who will always take you back to when you were a child. I wish people would understand that grieving is an ongoing process, a never ending journey.
For me in the grief process, Sunday nights are always the worst. I feel the heaviness of another week approaching and another week of struggling through the pain and loss of my brother. Does anyone else feel this way about Sunday’s?
It is amazing how you can still feel a lonely world of grief after losing a sibling. There is scarce information on this topic and I have found after losing my brother, people still may not know what it feels like to lose an adult sibling.
