I hate confrontations.
But lately I’ve been wondering whether I should talk to my brother. In fact, I’m tempted to punch him in the face and tell him to go to hell! That will probably set him on a rampage, which will give our neighbors something to talk about for the next month or so. I can handle that — because I don’t give a damn about what people might say.
What I can’t handle, though, is the possibility of him killing himself. I’m not sure if drug abuse did enough damage for him to consider suicide. I mean, I don’t even understand how his mind works this past couple of years.
At the end of the day, he’s still family. And you don’t throw away family for nice.