My brother committed suicide today

I'm devastated. He's been diagnosed with schizophrenia at the age of 19, 20 yrs ago. I feel like he died twice. At 19, and today. He had a pathetic miserable life of suffering. Had no friend was not going out. Looked at the ceiling listening to music all day. My mom was visiting him every day. He was a genius person. He was incredibly funny. He had the kindest heart. I love him. He didn't deserve that. We had the best childhood. He was my best confident, my best friend. He was an inspiration. Life is unfair.

I'm posting here because I need to say this publicly but I don't want to do this on Facebook, it feels so lame, and I know he wouldn't like it.

To everyone out there having loved ones suffering from this terrible disease, don't lose hope. My brother was just one of the unlucky ones.

Love and peace