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Really I just feel like blowing off some steam and it's a wall o' text.
My brother is a fuck. I have no other way to describe him. 26 years. He's got a massive addicted personality, self centered, spoiled, persecution complex. He's wanted there to be something medically wrong with him since he was a teen. Depression. Hated everyone because his life's perceived failings are it's everyone else's fault. You name it. Got punched in the face and had an ipod stoled like a decade ago when he walked off into the lonely streets after he couldn't stand being at a family party with us. Deserved it. God did he deserve it.
Ever since then he's claimed now he has PTSD, he's depressed and so on. Talked my mother into taking him to a shrink. "It's ok. It is in fact everyone else's fault you think your life is shit." That's what he got out of that. Well in the last couple of years he somehow got some quack to prescribe him medical *you know what* (I don't know if we can type it out on this site).
Now he has to be high 24/7. Comes home from working weekends only at a pet shop to get high. Oh but he draws cartoon porn and sells it online too. Wake up, get high. Gets high before bed.
Now a lot of this is my mother's fault as she let's this 26yo ass do this in her house and doesn't kick him out. Plus he's got his "medicine man" who looks like a heroine fiend in a broken down car that comes to my mother's house to bring it to him.

It's gotten to the point now where he insisted he can't go the 6 hours of out brother's hs graduation and the after family party at my house without smoking again. So my mother said well take it to your brother's house and go smoke in the back yard. Well fuck no he isn't. I just snapped. I lost it and yelled at both of them.
I'm not saying it's addictive. I don't have any problem when it's treated like a drink and people do it every once in a while.
But damn. I don't want him smoking it in front of extended family at my house. I don't people smelling it.
You know, fuck. He can't go 6 hours without it. The little bastard. And then there's a family trip being planned and I told him too. I'll be damned if you're bringing that along to smoke every time we make a pit stop in another state. Just ugh!
Family. Or your fucking drugs you piece of shit!
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