Heartbroken

I've been wanting to post for the last 24 hours. I was going to write about my new relationship with Superman, but something now supersedes that...

That Girl* (or I may refer to her as That Bitch depending on my mood) has "postponed" the wedding to my brother. That Girl has been part of our family for over a year now, she's rooted herself into our hearts. We love her. She has been a close friend and confidant for me. And now she's just ripped all of our hearts open.

I can see that it's over, and I think my brother knows this too. She's been thinking about this for weeks. FOR WEEKS!!! She should have said something before my brother dished out all this money for the wedding. That Bitch better pay him back every cent, especially since she's the one who called it off.

But money is not the point here. The point is that my brother is crushed. He doesn't want to move. Doesn't want to eat... He did go out with a friend of ours (Coach) last night. Coach confided in me that when my brother was imbibed last night, he yelled out to the world "My girl left me! My girl left me!"

Someone who was supposed to be your sister, who you called as such... what do you do with those feelings? I can't even think of how to help my brother, this is heart break he's just going to have to get over. He doesn't want my condolence. He doesn't want any kind of comfort. He wants to stew in his depression and I should let him. I should just leave him alone. I wish I had a band-aid I could just put over his heart, fill it with all things good and with love and sparkles, but I can't.

I am heartbroken as well. I lost one of my very best friends, just like that. How do you remove someone from your life so suddenly. Not just one person, but four people. Four people who love you like a family member. Who would have done anything for you.

That Bitch shoved a knife into my brother's chest, cut out his heart, ate it in front of him while it was still beating... But instead of this taking just a few seconds, this is going to go over for several months. I can see it happening, and the torment is just going to go on and on until my brother pulls himself together long enough to see that it's not going to get any better. Then he's going to break it off officially (even though she's already done that) and he'll start to mend. But my brother will never be whole again. I hate That Bitch for that. Someone I loved just a few days ago, I don't know if I'll ever speak to again.

And that breaks my heart too.