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breaking the silence
Nov. 21st, 2001 05:28 pmMy brother is back in the psych ward, on thanksgiving, the one year I decide not to go to NY.
My mother is a mess. If she weren't with my dad I'd worry about her offing herself this wekend.
I feel like the scum of the earth right now. How dare I bother my family with my petty extended adolescent angst when my brother has real problems. I should have kept my mouth shut last week.
My mother is a mess. If she weren't with my dad I'd worry about her offing herself this wekend.
I feel like the scum of the earth right now. How dare I bother my family with my petty extended adolescent angst when my brother has real problems. I should have kept my mouth shut last week.
