My brother has been sentenced to the workhouse, and he starts tomorrow.
Tonight he called my dad to tell him that he put my dad's name on the list so that if my dad wanted to come visit, he could.
Hahahahaha!
I love my brother, but he deserves what he has coming to him. He deserves to be in jail, and he needs some one to kick his butt into gear. All the rehab attempts have been useless, my parents have spent tens of thousands of dollars on lawyers fees to keep him out of jail, and he keeps falling into the same cycle of addiction. This picture is from the last time I saw him. He stole the $200 cash I received as a gift from my grandmas.
Totally related: We were not raised Catholic, but I have been turning toward certain Catholic saints, and in this case, specifically Saint Maximilian Kolbe, patron saint of drug addicts.
I kindly ask you, loyal reader, to please call on St. Maximilian Kolbe as well. For the sake of my brother and for the sake of drug addicts everywhere and the people who are affected by their disease.
No comments:
Post a Comment