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Not really confused anymore, just not understanding what I'm going through....I always wanted a brother, so that he could protect me. So now I call this voice my older brother. I'm not sure if it is an alter or if it is only my imaginary brother I made up as a child to feel more safe. But whatever it is, he doesn't think I'm ready or well enough to know the truth. He's protecting me from my own memory and at this point, I think I should stop battling with myself about it. But my older brother, is very emotional. He's depressed and what's someone to listen and answer him. I've never felt such an intense feeling of desperation. I want my brother to go away, so I can relax. This just feels weird, I'm not myself.
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"Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless." -Mother Teresa 
"Respect is love in plain clothes” -Frankie Byrne
“Mankind must remember that peace is not God's gift to his creatures; peace is our gift to each other.” - Elie Wiesel
“Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only by other human beings.” - Elie Wiesel
"And even though you're fed up, Huh, ya got to keep your head up, Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier, ooooo child things are gonna get brighter" - Keep Ya Head Up by Tupac Shakur
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