Emily Endres. Croy Laughlin MS.
Grieving for the Sibling You Lost: A Teen’s Guide to Coping with Grief & Finding Meaning After Loss
Erica Goldblatt Hyatt. Foust, Clinical Director. Melvin Tillman, MA. Need An Appointment? Call x Pretty helpful, I liked the worksheets that came with it online. I am a 30 year old woman and still found it helpful because sibling loss is so unique from any other loss I have had. Sep 21, Kristina Franken marked it as to-read Shelves: first-reads-tops-shelf.
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Stages of bereavement or grief
One memoir documented a sister's grief following her brother's death, but it was out of print. What did it mean that there were no handbooks for me? That people asked me to be strong in the face of the biggest loss I'd ever experienced or imagined?
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At times I felt like I didn't deserve to feel so shattered, especially in the shadow of my parents' immense loss. A few months later, I started attending a local grief group.
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I sat in a circle with a few widows and widowers, a woman whose daughter had died, and a woman whose mother had died. I was younger than any of them by at least 30 years, but I could relate to their shares: "I feel like I'm going crazy. My parents, who would never be the same. Their pain was almost visible, as if a piece of their bodies had been cut out. I had lost myself, too, or at least the version of me that was unscathed by tragedy: an innocent version, who walked around in some parallel universe where her brother was still alive, ignorant to the incredible fortune of an entirely alive family.
My brother, my past. Will's big blue eyes.
His loud laugh. He was the co-keeper of my childhood.
The person who was supposed to walk with me longer than anyone else in this life. The only other person who knew what it was like to grow up with our particular parents, in our particular home. The future. I cried for the nephews and nieces I would never have. I cried for my own faceless potential children who would never know my brother. How would I explain him? How would I ensure that his essence wasn't lost, that he wasn't just a figure in old photographs, a handful of stories? And I had to have children someday, right?
Left behind after suicide
I was the only person who could make my parents the grandparents they always assumed they'd be. And all the hard times ahead when my brother wouldn't be by my side. When my parents began to age. When my grandparents died. There would be no one to share these dark milestones. I felt like our family had been a four-legged table, and one leg had suddenly been torn off. The remaining three of us wobbled and teetered. We felt the missing leg like an amputee, each morning waking to the horrible fact that Will was gone. I wrote letters to my brother in those early months and years.
At first, memories blazed through my head and I used the letters to capture them before they flitted away, gone forever: my brother walking towards me when he visited me in Maine, the sun splattering his cheeks, turning him golden.