It's taken me a lot of courage to write this. Been wanting to for a very long time now, but I always held back. My older brother suffered with PTSD, same as me. We both were abused as kid by my father. In the end my brother took his life and I won't say how because it upsets me too much. He simply couldn't take it anymore. Never did he come forward and tell us that he was suffering. Kept it all inside and didn't wanna burden anymore. Told our family he suffered with Depression, but he seemed like he was carrying on with life fine. I guess we never know how badly people are dealing with Depression. I'm still grieving and it's a year later. Just wanted to get this off of my chest because I can't hold this in anymore. Bottling it in is only making me more depressed.