I think the worst part about dealing with my brother this time around is how helpless I feel this time.
My parents are in Iowa, on the way back from South Dakota, but won’t get back for two more weeks, so they’re not there to help him. My sister-in-law has an injured leg from a car accident, plus my two youngest nieces (18 and 4 months old), and, well, she’s not the most mature 29 y/o I’ve ever met. I’d go down, but there’s nothing I can do as long as he’s in the institution, where we hope he’ll stay for a good 30 days this time. It’s an involuntary commitment this time, so we’re hopeful it’ll have more lasting effects.
I don’t have the closest relationship with my family, due partially to distance. But it’s still a mess to feel so helpless up here.
Happy hour started at 3 today.
Let’s recap this week:
- Didn’t sleep well from allergy issues.
- BC’s car window got smashed outside my co-op.
- iPhone locked up while running late to work so couldn’t call in to let them know.
- 2nd to last week of the federal fiscal year (my crunch time at work).
- Richard lost one of his best friends to cancer.
- My brother attempted, not for the first time, to kill himself Thursday morning, and is now institutionalized.
- A friend succumbed to leukemia yesterday, despite signs he was getting better.
This after my family lost another friend to breast cancer a couple weeks ago (again, after she was seeming to do better), and one of Mom’s close friends had to deal with a breast cancer diagnosis and treatment earlier this year. Mom herself is a breast cancer survivor, and might be facing some more surgery because of scar tissue related to her previous surgeries (no mastectomy, but some scarring from the lumpectomies).
I’m done, I’m just done this week.