My only brother, my dearest brother, is gone now. Gone forever practically. At least within the confines of my slightly unhinged mind; I tried so hard to love and respect him despite the many issues he has generated over time. To think that he was the only one I could trust with such sensitive information, information that was supposed to be used for the greater good for our family. Once again I have failed to achieve what was meant for the best intention, but a light sparkles in the distance for I see now what I was intended to learn from the traumatic experience. When you think things can go right they always go so awry, even when it concerns the ones you love the most. I can;t say anything else wise or eye opening at this moment since I am really broken up about this, but I hope that you, dear writers, learn that you can't always rely on those you are closest to to hold you up when everything else is falling apart. Sometimes, you need to stand on your own; because what you cling to will eventually drag you along the ride to Hell without a return trip back. Have a nice day.