Still Grieving
My dear brother deceased 1.16.22
Today 8.15.23.
I scrolled through my contact list for another purpose and found myself lost in memories. His name, his phone # - they were still all there in my contact list. The old texts. The old pictures. So much memories. The dam I had built broke. I was overwhelm - this overbearing sensation that I cannot call, I cannot text him. He was there and then he wasn't there.
I found myself wanting more to live in the past. The time where we were young, naïve, and lost in our dreams. When mom and dad were still together. When our apartments still had cockroaches. When we four little kids squeezed together in front of the only computer we had, watching animes. Our childhood weren't the best but it were the most innocent and free of life duality.
I feel I am reaching a breaking point and I don't know how to hold on. He is just one of my many life's struggles but he is the one thing that hit the strongest and is the hardest to move on from.