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Sunday, November 6, 2011


Found out yesterday my little brother Rob smokes weed. My dad found some in his backpack.

I want to kick his ass so bad.

I'm not gonna play the holier-than-thou bitchy puritan and say the notion never occurred or appealed to me while I was in high school, but the fact that he does it with everything he has going for him and with awesome parents like our mom and dad just pisses me the fuck off to no end. Like, how could he be so selfish, you know? How does he think moms going to feel? How does he think dad feels? How does he think Valerie, our five-year old sister, would feel if she were old enough to understand?

If this is just a phase he's going through, if he's just experimenting for a little while, then fine. He can have his fun, but then I want to see him snap out of it and get his fucking act together.
But if it's something more, if he's walking down a path of life-long drug addiction and is going to lie, cheat, steal, possibly even kill for drug money, and go to jail or die in the process of doing it, then... I don't even know. I cried all day after I found out, begging and begging the question, "What the hell happened to my little brother?"

You know, it's one thing when you meet and befriend someone at school or work who does drugs, but when it's your little brother, when you used to fight and play games with him for hours as kids, when it's someone you grew up with... I can't even find the words.

ily
~Belinda

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