I'm so sorry. How long ago did you lose the sibling that ctb at 30?
Do you have any siblings left?
I have so much regret I feel like if I'd been more supportive she'd still be here and I'd still have a sibling.
My sister passed away February of 2017. I am the youngest of 8 siblings actually. There are only six of us left. We weren't all raised together though, as our mother was an addict and we got taken away from her by the courts and split into different group homes/foster homes/other family's houses. It is a huge story but I assure you it's a huge mess and it all has been hell. I'll try not to be too long explaining.
My sister had three children and a wonderful man in her life. They were together for a pretty long time. He got cancer and passed away rather quickly after the diagnosis. As soon as he died, she lost her way and fell into a world of drugs and suicide attempts and hospitals and the like. She was very important to me, been there for me at periods of time that I really needed someone (pre-husbands passing) and I loved her very much. Her suicide was questioned by a lot of my other siblings. I won't get into methods, but she was alone for almost half a week before she was found. When she decided to do it, she reached out to one person, who was a guy she was hooking up with at the time, and did not give a fuck what she was doing. That's what we all feel, anyways.
Typically she would reach out to someone in the family when she attempted, because she knew she'd be saved. This time she didn't do that. I don't think she wanted to be saved. Or if she did, maybe she thought the guy she was seeing cared more than he did. Sorry for this huge novel of a reply. Believe me, there's a lot of guilt. It's so much guilt. I can guarantee every single one of my remaining siblings and MAYBE even my bio mom feels it (although she likes to use both of her children's suicides for attention). But I also feel indifferent about some of them. That's another story. I just know I feel so guilty putting them through it again.
Can relate. Seeing the devastation first hand, or experiencing it yourself, really makes it impossible to not be overwhelmed with guilt at the thought of putting loved ones through that again. Guilt currently keeps me here more than any survival instinct.
I feel ya, friend.
