They Never Gave Up But The Darkness Won

[MuseRider]

2. It is a lot of pressure.

The last remaining relative I had was my little brother. I tried and did everything I knew, what friends knew, what relatives knew, what doctors knew to help him. He did not murder but I was afraid of him by the time I stopped him from all those threats etc and he died laying on his back outside his car on a cold winter night.

It is a hard thing to live with even when you are certain there was nothing left but what you did. The threats are the final call and make it easier but still, I feel so terribly sad for them all, including the remaining brother. It must be hell living with that kind of mind fuck going on.