It is hard dealing with my brother Julian Gibson’s death. I keep looking for rhyme or reason which of course I will not find.
I have always tried to be supportive of others and now find myself looking for unhappiness in others so I can help them. I am surrounding myself with beautiful colours and I cannot wait until I can paint again so that I can paint a portrait of him. Nobody should ever be in his shoes. Never be that alone. .. depressed. We all need to see the good and the brave and the brightness.
Too much sadness wherever we look when there is such a big, beautiful, world beyond our gate and so many wonderful people to be friends with.
I keep feeling there is something I need to do. I just do not know what it is yet.
EDIT I would like to stress that Julian had a vast network of awesome friends. I think that perhaps people who have tried to take their lives will understand what I am getting at but I am afraid I cannot explain it well enough to make anyone else understand that feeling when you do. I am sorry if anyone was upset that I believed he was not cared for or had o support. That is absolutely NOT what I meant as his friends were amazing.
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