I have thought long and hard what I would say in this thread and I apologize in advance if it is long winded. I haven't been on MR regularly for a while, but if ever I did log on, I'd always PM James and have a chat. He'd always encourage me to hang around, we'd swap movie notes and recommendations and he'd egg me on to give a few people hell.
When I-THUMP told me that James was gone, I had a pretty empty re-action. I had nothing left to say and I had no tears. On the Tuesday before James' death, my brother ended his life in a park near his home in inner Melbourne, I just had no grief left for anyone else, and what I am about to write may not come out 100% perfectly, but it is truthful.
There will be many people affecting by the loss of James, there will be tears and questions, anger and guilt, even feelings of blame. But no-one will be as affected as his family. To have a sibling choose this is as terrifying as it is devastating. I have wondered over the last few weeks if my shared character traits with my brother could ever lead me down the same path. I have wondered why we were not the people he reached out to when he was desperately in trouble. My other brothers and I will re-assess our lives and wonder not only who we are, but also who we want to be. We will also in our darkest moments ponder our apparent failure as siblings.
But as painful as it is, it is nothing compared to what a parent goes through, especially a mother. Mothers carry their young, they nurture and guide their young. And they are not supposed to outlive their young. Mothers should never bury their children, it is quite simply against nature. It is just not how it is supposed to be. I've watched my mother bury her parents and her husband, but she collapsed at my brother's funeral, completely broken in a way I have never seen before.
Although he will be forever missed and remembered, other people in James' life will move on... there will be other friends, there will be other partners, there will be more to come in life. For James' family, they will never get back to what was normal. They will have to find a new normal, their family will never be the same. There will always be an empty chair at the table, both literally and figuratively.
My condolences go out to anyone that is hurting over the loss of James, but my heart goes out to his family, especially his parents, and especially his Mum, because I know her heart is broken in such a way that it will never, ever be whole again.
Jo