My brother 2 years ago was diagnosed with a cancer that has a high mortality rate and high rate of returning. He went thru treatment, and surgery. He is healthy now.
However the caring brother he was died after his diagnosis. He now has no interest in being My brother. He focuses on his wife’s family, and I might as well not exist.

I feel like he died, and the guy I knew and loved no longer exists. I miss that man. I miss the guy who I could call with exciting news and have him actually care.
The truth is in my mind, the cancer killed his soul, and I mourn the loss of him every day.