So I have this life that sucks, well only when it comes to my family consisting of my dad and brother. Here is the story so you can see why it sucks. My story goes like this....I was born in Ohio in 1979 to 2 alcholics, not 1 but 2 and off and on in my life my dad proceds to tell me that he did drugs then so its a wonder im ok, anyways i had a good childhood that i can remember until i turned 7 and my brother was born. All hell broke loose then, things got really bad around home, I remember times of mom and dad beating each other up, the cops there all the time and mo and dad both being hauled off to jail. I got older and things got worse, being of alcholics my parents spent most of their time in the bars and i had to take care of my brother. I had to take him everywhere with me, to band practice, to the store, to my then boyfriends(now my husband) house everywhere. When I turned 17 it was also my senior year of highschool and my paents decided it was time to divorce and then hell broke loose. My dad tried to commit suicide, i wresteled with him while trying to shoot himself with a shootgun, my brother got placed with my grandma while this took place and I was not allowed to see him or home. So i moved out with my boyfriend, graduated highschool and still took care of my brother. My brother lived with me up until a year ago, so he lived with me for around 8 years, in this time i got married, moved to another home, helped him graduate from highschool, put myself thru college and had 2 kids. Well the whole time this is going on my brother started to do drugs, not sure of all the kinds he did but he did alot and I was unaware of it, i knew he drinked but that was all. Well last year he turned 21 legally old enough to drink and before he even turned 21 he had a DUI, been to jail a few times and alot of other ugly stuff. So anyways he turned 21 last year, i kicked him out finally because he couldnt hold a job and was doing drugs in my home around my oldest child and his baby that he just had too. We kept in touch over the past year and he has been in and out of rehab 3 times now and is still not clean. In between all of this he is stealing my stuff to sell for drugs, ripping my best friend off, and stealing money from my kids's piggy bank to feed his drug habbit. So my dad has had to deal with this stuff to because the dui he got was in my grandmother's car that he totalled that my dad had at his house, btw my dad moved to tennessee about 3 years ago and my brother has been in and out of his house 3 times in those 3 years. My grandma dies (dad's mom) my uncle dies (dad's brother) and so that just leaves my brother to carry on the name. So my dad has 3 grandsons to worry about and never gives them nothing, not even a phone call, and same with my brother and mom. Anyways my brother and I have a court order against each other to not see each other till October because of domestic volience, him hitting me while high, this mad my dad maddd, he calls me all the time and tells me its my fault that my brother is the way he is and on and on, usually he is drunk. So my family(husband and 2 kids) have a trip planned to visit my dad in Setember and he just called me the other night and told me not to bother coming cus he didnt want to see me and that he needed to save his son from the hell i have caused, now what kind of shit is that?? See why im in hell, it is a very longggg story and this is just the short version of it. We are going to tennessee anyways because it is all paid for and we are staying an hour away from my dad and we go every year anyways. Life sucks
