Jenna520 Posted September 18, 2011 Report Share Posted September 18, 2011 Having had almost 4 months to think about the loss of my brother to an accidental overdose of prescription drugs and adjusting to life without my brother, I've discovered so much about the world of addiction. In another thread, I write letters to my deceased brother, in hopes that anyone who reads it, that may be struggling with addiction, would read the thread and say to themselves "I don't want my family to have to go through these emotions." or " I don't want to place myself in this situation that the letters could be addressed to me!" That thread was not successful, but has helped me to vent tremendously. Tonight while talking to my sister in law, I finally put this whole situation in perspective. Nothing in our conversation really set it off, but just out of nowhere, I was overcome by a feeling of peace and understanding. I've questioned a thousand times, why my brother would not come to me for help. I've questioned how my brother could hide an addiction. There have been so many questions. I've said before, that my brother was my super hero. I admired everything he did and thought he was invincible. Truth is, he knew this, and super hero's never want their one weakness revealed. Like Kryptonite was Superman's one weakness, my brother had his own Kryptonite in the form of drugs. He didn't want anyone, even me, to know his weakness. Super hero's don't have weaknesses, not in the eyes of those who admire them the most.... They are indestructible. He wanted to always have that hero image when it come to his little sis, that's me. Somehow, he felt if he revealed his weakness, he would lose that hero status. He wouldn't have, not to me. I wish he would have understood that his Kryptonite just made him human, not weak. All of us have a weakness. Though I've gained a new understanding as to why he didn't approach me, and I no longer blame myself for his death, my deep grief and heartfelt pain still controls my life everyday. No longer is my hero there to catch me when I fall or to save me from the super villains. I'm left vulnerable to attacks. Is a weakness such a shameful thing? Is it worth a life? No, it's not. Revealing one's weakness does not make them less of a person. I've been lost in this life, knowing God had a plan for me, just not knowing what it was. If I can reach one person, save one life, from the devastation of drugs, then I've done my job. I've decided I'm going to take my story and tell it, and reach out to those who struggle with addiction. This is what my brother would want me to do. I know now, Brother, the struggles you had. I understand more. I love you the same as I did before I knew of your addiction, if not more. You will always be my hero. I miss you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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