It's always darkest before the dawn. Right?!
Just when you think it can't get any worse, it does. My baby brother died suddenly on July 6. He was 28. I pretty much raised him from the time he was four until about ten. Money was scarce around my folks' place & we did what had to be done. That included a 14 year old me taking care of my brother. This has been far suckier than anything I could have imagined.
Since then another place ended up in the running for places to move to. As of right now I am fairly sure I am going to the original place for at least three months. Part of this entire experiment was for me to be on my own. I still think I need to do that. It may work out, it may not, but I can at least say that I tried.
I'm tired from all the bullshit at "home." It never gets any better. Ignoring the prick doesn't work as well as I want it to. I do my best not to talk at all lest I end up with three hots & a cot. Trying to make the best of it is all I can do at this point.
Wish me luck.
Posted at 02:11 pm by Zombie
August 17, 2012 05:33 PM PDT
I'm so sorry to read this about your brother. :( My thoughts are with you, Zombie.
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