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reed987
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Hello all,
I’m having an immense amount of trouble with a younger brother. He’s only 17 years old but he’s in a world of trouble and its driving me nearly insane:
We grew up in a lousy part of town.
I blush to admit that we grew up in a trailer park where drug busts, stabbings, shootings, slain policemen, rapists and pretty much evreything you can imagine went on within a one block radius. School was not the best experience, when the lunch bell rang the kids filled the street corners across the street to do drugs and get drunk. I got into a little trouble myself but decided I wanted out and that’s what I did. I’ve been at college for two years but always dreaded returning home. After I left my parents split up, my dad stayed but would often be gone for days at a time for work. He had no rules whatsoever for the house and our place became a local haven for the shabby characters of town. There was always drugs, alchahol and lowlifes hanging around. I hated it. My brother has been swept into the culture of the trailer park and has been arrested twice recently. He was forced out and moved in with my mom, who tries much more to regulate him. He can’t stand it. He vows to drop out of high school and run away as soon as he turns 18, running back to the trailer park to reunite with all of his unemployed high school drop out druggie pals to live the lifestyle. This is not only incredibly stupid, its hearbtreaking. He simply doesn’t comprehend the amount of suffering he causes his family. I am enraged. I don’t like to admit this but I HATE his friends, I hate the neighborhood we grew up and sometimes I even hate him. It’s strating to drive me insane. I’m particularly angry at what he puts my mother through.
What does one do in a situation like this? How on earth do you reach someone like this? I know this is a lot to ask, but could someone who’s been through a similiar situation share their experiences with me?
I’m having an immense amount of trouble with a younger brother. He’s only 17 years old but he’s in a world of trouble and its driving me nearly insane:
We grew up in a lousy part of town.
What does one do in a situation like this? How on earth do you reach someone like this? I know this is a lot to ask, but could someone who’s been through a similiar situation share their experiences with me?