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I know I’ve only joined the herd a few hours ago. I just received a shaking phone call from my mom. She told me my nasty, horrendous, criminal brother passed away in prison a few moments ago. This is what I’d like to share.
This may not be an appropriate place to share this but I’m going to anyways. My middle brother just passed away. I’m having very mixed feelings about the news as well. The is the very same brother that would attack me with a baseball bat after school everyday for a couple of months. He has been in the corrections system since he was 13 years old. He was up for release from prison sometime in the next year or two. I have had nothing but fear for my life and safety and of those who mean the world to me. I had been preparing myself to protect myself and the ones I love most in life at all costs. I hate my brother. But, I have also found it in my heart to not wish him any harm and to find happiness, as long as he stayed far, far out of my life. I know I should feel sad for his loss of life but I don’t. I should feel relieved that he will never cause me or anyone harm ever again. But I don’t. I know I should want to be there for my mom, dad, and brother. Yet I don’t feel like I have any business being around for them as they mourn. I haven’t shed a single tear as of yet. The warden just called my mother about ten minutes ago and explained to her that they had been treating him medically all day. He had a medical emergency and that he crashed and they weren’t able to revive him. We don’t even know what the medical situation was at this point. We will find out more in the morning. I don’t feel anything. Nothing at all. I have no desire to see him one last time or go to his funeral. I’m not sure what my parents will plan for him. I know I have to go for my mom, dad, and baby brothers sake. I have not seen this brother for at least 15 years, probably more than that. He’s 43 years old, spent the last 25-28 years in federal prison for all of the crimes he committed and people he had harmed. Now what?
This may not be an appropriate place to share this but I’m going to anyways. My middle brother just passed away. I’m having very mixed feelings about the news as well. The is the very same brother that would attack me with a baseball bat after school everyday for a couple of months. He has been in the corrections system since he was 13 years old. He was up for release from prison sometime in the next year or two. I have had nothing but fear for my life and safety and of those who mean the world to me. I had been preparing myself to protect myself and the ones I love most in life at all costs. I hate my brother. But, I have also found it in my heart to not wish him any harm and to find happiness, as long as he stayed far, far out of my life. I know I should feel sad for his loss of life but I don’t. I should feel relieved that he will never cause me or anyone harm ever again. But I don’t. I know I should want to be there for my mom, dad, and brother. Yet I don’t feel like I have any business being around for them as they mourn. I haven’t shed a single tear as of yet. The warden just called my mother about ten minutes ago and explained to her that they had been treating him medically all day. He had a medical emergency and that he crashed and they weren’t able to revive him. We don’t even know what the medical situation was at this point. We will find out more in the morning. I don’t feel anything. Nothing at all. I have no desire to see him one last time or go to his funeral. I’m not sure what my parents will plan for him. I know I have to go for my mom, dad, and baby brothers sake. I have not seen this brother for at least 15 years, probably more than that. He’s 43 years old, spent the last 25-28 years in federal prison for all of the crimes he committed and people he had harmed. Now what?