Last night I heard my brother's voice on the answering machine. It was the first time I have heard it since last year. Just hearing his voice, put me back into that panic/anxiety state. I was so hyper that I called a person in the city where he lives to find out how he is doing. I learned that he is doing okay, but boy, how to not let his voice trigger me like it did, and it sure did.
Last year, he developed major health problems where he could no longer live by himself or drive, etc. and this lady and others helped him to get established at a retirement facility. I realized then that it was no longer my job to "listen" to him whenver, which I always did as he lived in the city where my mother did, etc.
Will need to decide what to do if he starts calling again.