My meltdowns are my meltdowns and they keep melting me down…

Meltdown…Meltdowns…Everywhere I go.

It’s hard for me to be around people. I feel unhinged around others. I have actually started hysterically crying and freeze wherever I am. I see people talking, smiling, laughing and I feel angry. I feel like screaming, “I am brother-less! I am brother-less! I am The Lone Sibling!” How can life just continue on? My world has imploded.

Losing a sibling is a pain so immense. The pain is unending and YOU no longer exist. The faint heartbeat in your chest is overcome with trepidation. You are lost in a pit of darkness that you’ve become comatose by the agony.

I am beyond the bounds of depleted. I fear a world without the love of my brothers; The keepers of my veiled thoughts and movements. How they have held me up when I have stumbled. For they have guided me when I have wandered astray.

This emptiness that now takes refuge in my being, I can no longer feel a spirit inside me. I only feel anguish that has spread to my skin and every touch feels like burning pins driving deep into my muscles.

Meltdowns…they come so unannounced and pounce on you. They grab you and swallow you whole.

Meltdowns…they do not explain themselves or make sense. They just crash into you.

Meltdowns…there is no fighting back. They wrap tightly around you never loosening their grip.

My meltdowns are powerful earthquakes of my core. It’s as if I’m being whipped around in a whirlpool with nothing to grab hold of.

My meltdowns are the only things I can count on these days. They never cease holding me hostage.

My meltdowns visit me in my dreams and wake me crying and breathless.

My meltdowns are my meltdowns and they keep melting me down…