I find the last year without my brother to have made me feel like I had a limb ripped off or maybe my legs. I trying to figure out how to walk again. I haven't been able to keep jobs, my marriage is now is shambles, and I just wished my brother was here to give me advice, or at least kick my ass and tell me to get my stuff together. Will I ever feel whole again?
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