Slowly coming back to life. I've been really depress for this past 6 months.
I wasn't really confortable about talking about this on deviant but it's affect my creativity and it's an important part of my life so...

One of my brothers sudenly died in April. A stupid bacteria killed him in his sleep. It's weird because I saw him the day before and he was super healty and happy.

It's really freaking me out how this event fuck up everything in my head. Everything change: the way I act with my family and friends, it affect my concentration in class, my art, nothing is like before.

It's weird because at first I was always thinking about it, now it's more like if he's just disapere. Sometimes when I go back to my parents place and I don't ear his 15 years old weird voice say a big "HELLOOO!" , I think to myself " he must be at a friend house " and then the stupid reality face me and I think "You idiot! He's dead".

I think no one can uderstand unless they lost someone really close.

(sorry for the bad english and the emo post. be back soon with better news and more art)