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And the stress rises... My brother is in town. You may ask- what does this have to do with anything? A lot. Whenever Justin is home for whatever amount of time, there is this unavoidable amount of stress and tension that invades our house like a north wind that accompanies a blizzard, cutting through everything and everyone. He's up here to see the Bob Dylan concert tomorrow evening. It's difficult to explain why this tension is present with him... it partly has to do with the fact that he is one of the most unstable people I know... he's like a two year old child that if you tell him "no you can't have the lollypop" then they burst into tears. Only instead of lollypops its the car and instead of tears its anger. Flat out my brother is a depressed, angry, alcoholic, pessimistic, moody ass hole. I used to love and respect my brother. Now I don't. He lost my respect last fall on October 19. It doesn't help that he is extremely close to breaking up with his girlfriend- or rather she is feeling abused becuase he drinks then starts yelling at her and calling her every name in the book. If my boyfriend did that to me, I would probably kick him in the nuts and leave him. (Only, thank god, my boyfriend is a wonderful, kind, gentle sweetheart who would never hurt me and would protect me if the need arose.) On top of this, my parents have no control over my brother. They can't say "no" to him because they don't want to suffer the consequences (which range from sulking, to punching holes in the wall, to throwing coffee tables, etc.) So it's the endless circle. My bother is present- suddenly everyone is handling him with kid-gloves. Only I have this horrible gut feeling that something bad is going to happen this weekend. And I'm scared.
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