My sibling he is having trouble with his mentalhealth and I’m sacred that I’ll wake up one day and he’ll be gone it’s gotten so bad that I can’t leave him alone more then a hour or to without having a panic attack I can’t go to sleep until he does I watch him well he’s sleeping to see if he breathing cause I’m sacred when I wasn’t paying attention he took a bunch of pills I haven’t been a good sister not even close I want to be better but I always screw it up I should be helping but I don’t do good with feelings I don’t do good with mine when he tries venting to me I say yeah or well she’s a bitch I’ve heard him on the phone and said nobody would care if I died couple days later he said he tried oding well I was in the room wide awake and I didn’t even realize I just thought he was tired i keep thinking about relapsing and I feel selfish for wanting to because of him