I remember everything.

My brother went to prison for selling herion, he used it himself too. He was so messed up. For two fucking years. I was 9 when he started using, I didnt know what was going on. But when I was 11 he went to prison, my mom sat me down and told me what was going on. I cryed legitamently for 2 weeks. I skipped school for 2 weeks. I was so scared and I just didnt know what to do. It deffinitly made me change, it made my whole family change. My parents have to raise one of his kids and his wifes parents raise the other one. I went through councleing for 3 years. That shit fucked with my head. Me and my brother were VERY close, when I found out what he did I was crushed. I spent every waking moment with him, he was more than my brother. He was my bestfriend. Now 3 years later hes out of prison as of 2 months ago and he thinks everythings okay, its really not. Im messed up in the head from this shit. I smoke pot everyday and get suicidal because I think of all the shit hes put my family through and I just get so fucking mad. My mom turned to alcohol to deal with her stress, and my dad turned to yelling, about everything. And i mean everything, My family has just fallen apart. If your gonna say im overreacting about this fuck you. You dont know untill youve been  through it, Its hard. I haven’t smiled a real smile in 3 years.