The worst week of my life

It has been the worst week of my life.

It’s been a week since my brother took his own life.

For years he battled with addiction and alcoholism. Earlier this year he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and depression. In hindsight it makes sense, his issues with addiction, with alcoholism.

Many people with bipolar and depression self-medicate, using alcohol and/or drugs to level out or elevate their mood.

They wear the mask of a clown around people so they see only the smile they painted on while underneath they are breaking inside.

My brother was more than a little broken. But he had a beautiful heart.

There are things he has done and said in recent months that I know were not him. It were his addiction, his depression and it was the bipolar.

He felt alone in so many ways. But he wasn’t.

If you’re one of the people who suffer from mental illness, please know you’re not alone. You have people who care. Whether I know you or not, I care.

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