24 years since he went away

My brother died, he left me with lots of emotional issues to resolve on my own, he created rifts within my family.

he ruptured my life in California making it impossible for me or my parents to stay there.

He forced me to see how the strongest person still has weaknesses. He showed me that needing others isn’t really a weakness.

His death has made me realize I’m mortal. and I need to make all of my friends know how much they mean to me. but I am so scared to say it. I am so scared still. I wish I wasn’t. and that’s why I post here.

wonder if I even have readers anymore.

I will now go put on his jersey, have a drink, and feel sad.

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