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On December 6th 2011, my younger brother was diagnosed with a very rare form of cancer - cholangiocarcinoma. He died on February 5th 2012. This was less than 9 weeks from diagnosis. He was 53. This is my attempt to make sense of it all.

Deep down inside


I’ve now had five counselling sessions. Each one built on the previous one, and has led me down a road I didn’t even know was there.

I have found myself making profound (if that’s the word) statements about how I feel about myself.

It’s been an emotional┬átime – I have definitely needed those tissues! However, it’s been worth it.

The trick now is to take it all in, and use the strategies we’ve discussed to get me back onto the right road. I know already that I will need to keep using them for the rest of my life, but at least I am starting to know the why and how of these things, which is a great start.

I’ll let you know how I get on…

Bye for now, and as always, be well.




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