I feel guilty, like a bad person, that I haven’t cried over my brother’s death. Shouldn’t I be bawling my eyes out? All I feel is shocked and numb. Everyone grieves differently though, I guess. I talked to the lady at the Peer Support Centre today, and she said I shouldn’t feel bad about it.
I have an appointment with my counsellor tomorrow, so I can talk to her about it. My nerves keep bugging me. I can’t sit still. I feel so antsy. I try to keep my mind busy but all I can do is sit and try to concentrate on something like writing or playing solitaire for a few minutes, then I have to get up and walk around with my coffee for a few minutes – back and forth, back and forth.
I haven’t talked to my parents or sister for a couple of days. I’ve been busy, grocery shopping and stuff. I called them earlier and left them a message. They must be busy. I hope they’re doing ok.
Thanks again for listening. Talk to you guys later,