I've been missing from the boards lately, except for posting in the staff area as to why. I've had quite a shock/loss in my family. I found out that my brother had died. And then I found out how he died...suicide.
We were estranged because of his addiction to prescription narcotics, and the ramifications of that addiction, such as an extremely volatile temper and delusions. I, along with several other family members, including physicians and registered nurses, tried over many years to get him to get help. But, as addicts do, he refused to acknowledge that he had a drug problem. But he did. Big time.
I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that he's dead, and that his despair had reached such an unbearable point that taking his own life looked like the best or only way out.
He was 56.
We were estranged because of his addiction to prescription narcotics, and the ramifications of that addiction, such as an extremely volatile temper and delusions. I, along with several other family members, including physicians and registered nurses, tried over many years to get him to get help. But, as addicts do, he refused to acknowledge that he had a drug problem. But he did. Big time.
I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that he's dead, and that his despair had reached such an unbearable point that taking his own life looked like the best or only way out.
He was 56.
