How are you all coping?

What are you all doing for yourselves during this time? I have known so many people that have passed from cancer but actually watching my brother waste away is probably the single hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. It’s heartbreaking and frustrating. He looks like a corpse already. I don’t want to see him (believe me I am forcing myself to go because I do not want to regret anything) but my god. I saw him Sunday and he looked so much worse when I saw him again yesterday. How are you all dealing with the end stage like this? I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. I have a great therapist but you know how some days are just so much harder than others.