I don't want to die. I have a kid. But the thought of having to go on another day in this monstrously ugly world disgusts me.
Okay, so I live in a very large family with eight siblings and as you can imagine, that means a lot of noise and conflict. on top of that, I am an introvert and I’m blind so my baseline stress can often be amplified. however, these things aren’t really the issue and I develop ways of coping with them. Unfortunately, my main chronic stress comes from a Younger brother Who seems to have mild undiagnosed autism and a strong element of anger issues. in our younger years, he became progressively worse and arguments/fights with other siblings and confrontations with parents got much worse. he would also constantly wake me up in the night to talk to him and even if he didn’t, I would often lose sleep, dreading the drama he would cause the next day. mornings would be very peaceful until we heard him jump from his bunkbed and run down and then all the arguments would start. I got to the stage where almost all my thoughts were about when the next fight will start. an emotional blackness descended over me, for most of the time, nothing was worth enjoying as it felt too short lived. I could only ever enjoy my hobbies if my deranged brother was out as there was a guarantee, that there would be no fighting. I began to feel hopeless and eventually, I just saw the whole world as evil, ugly and full of nasty surprises. I was kind of like you, not necessarily wanting suicide, but seeing nothing good in this world at the same time.
As my parents were Arabs and had relatives back home in a middle eastern country, they decided to take my angry brother on an extended holiday. this actually really helped, being no longer trapped in the house with his siblings and being able to interact with others, without facing the extreme bullying he previously faced at school, he calmed down a lot. unfortunately, he is far from perfect and now at the age of 26 he is reverting back to his old argumentative and confrontational ways since being back with his family.
Interestingly, at the beginning of his two-year extended holiday, the first week was amazing for me though I still feared he could come back. interestingly, the chronic stress he caused me seem to have sent me on an emotional rollercoaster, by the second week I was staying awake all night and sleeping during the day and having severe mood swings. I also still struggled to enjoy things and still saw the world as dark, cruel and pointless. it took me over a year to begin enjoying life again and reacting normally to stress. Unfortunately, a year after that, my brother returned and whilst the first few years with him were actually quite laid-back and easy, but perhaps he dosn’t react well to being in a large family and he seems to have reverted to his old angry and argumentative self. Although arguments are not as frequent, they are becoming more so over time. interestingly, whilst I’m better able to deal with them, my feelings of hopelessness and despair are slowly creeping back. now I know I need to take action quickly, I’ve had a word with my parents Who are now considering and weighing up the options including another extended holiday to be followed bye professional medical help for my brother and perhaps even some of the family moving out.