Yesterday I lost a best friend, an inspiration, a happy face, but most of all my brother! My brother has low-functioning autism and has had a terrible year of 2009. He would attack everyone and broke many valuable things. He has to live in a group home called Husky House which is WAY across town. I don't get to see him until 2 weeks. My mom is crying and everything is a huge mess.
I feel lost out of place and I feel rejected! But then I think about how he must feel? He must feel neglected when my parents just left him there! I miss him so much now that he's gone. It wasn't our choice it was the gouverments choice!
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