My brother passed six months ago from lung cancer. I'm having trouble accepting the fact that he is truly gone. I'm angry, I feel alone even though I have my husband, son and parents, and I've lost my faith. I can't get the image out of my mind seeing him at the funeral home. He was cremated, so there isn't a grave I can go to. What can I do to process this in my head and accept that my only sibling is gone?
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