“It starts at home. I’m doing the dishes and listening to a podcast. I’m about to rinse off when my brother walks through the front door. “About time,” I think. Salman’s been gone for a while and I was beginning to wonder when he was coming back. We put on some tea, sit down and watch an old episode of “Star Trek: The Next Generation,” making fun of Worf during the commercials.
That’s when I wake up.
I have this dream every other week. I hate it — not the dream, but being ripped away from it. Waking up is like finding out my brother died all over again.
On May 19, 2008, Salman shot himself, ending a long battle with bipolar depression. He was 36 years old. Salman suffered in silence — his illness wasn’t diagnosed until he was 34, after a very public manic episode that tore my family apart.
The dreams are always the same — I’m living my life right now in New York City and then my brother appears. Life has continued as if he never died — he was just away for a while. I’ve come to think of these dreams as a parallel universe where he never committed suicide, an alternate timeline in which he lives.”
-Dr. Ali Mattu via http://theaerogram.com/the-parallel-universe-where-my-brot…/
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