Well... my sister died on Tuesday morning, and I'm finding the whole grieving process entirely alien. I realise it's going to be hard, however I seem to be dealing with it in an unconventional way. I've just started university, and have made loads of new friends and settled in well. This came as a shock because I had a pretty hard upbringing - my mum is an alcoholic and my sister was a heroin addict. Throughout my life I'd felt uneasy and totally lacked any feeling of stability. I'd also learnt to shut myself off from the family problems, I'd never cry or anything - mainly because there would be nobody there to comfort me.
Now that Natalie has died though, I realise that I have to confront my past, and it's an incredibly daunting prospect. Since I'm in Sheffield and all my family are on the Isle of Man, I haven't seen them yet. Tomorrow I'm meeting my dad in Glasgow (where his family is from), and then I'll be going back for the funeral in a couple of weeks. While I've been speaking to them, they've been saying how they can hardly eat or sleep - and can not stop crying. I've cried a few times, and Natalie is always on my mind - but I've just got on with it apart from that. Tonight I've been in one of the flats dancing my arse off, seemingly happier than ever. We were singing Oasis songs as well, they were her favourite band so it was like a tribute to her.
I just feel that if my family could see my acting like this, they'd think I was really cold and that I'm not bothered. But I really do care, Natalie was my only sister, and before she became addicted to drugs she was my best friend.
Just wondered if anyone has any advice or could share their experiences... I'd really appreciate it