[little-sister]

My brother is a heroin addict. I’d heard about it through people but never believed them because for a couple of years my brother lived in different places. Sadly I finally got to see first hand that it was true. About ten months ago my brother started coming around and eventually moved back with my parents. At first we didn’t see anything out of the ordinary and he seemed fine to us until he started coming around high. And then he got in some trouble and went to jail. After he got out he went back to living with my parents but often stayed with me because he had meeting and court he needed to get to. At first he seemed to be doing good and everything was good. The more comfortable he got the more often he would come back high. I never confronted him on it and thought that at least he would be safe sleeping on my couch instead of being elsewhere. The worse it got we had to ask him not to come around when he was using. He would say he understood but would continue to come over messed up. Things got to bad and he was kicked out of both our parents house and my house. He got very angry with us all and would harrass us and we wouldn’t reply. And about a 2 days later he overdosed and fortunately he got help in time. It is the hardest thing that I’ve ever been through watching him kill himself and it’s something I don’t know how to deal with. He’s now in jail and hopefully he’ll be there for awhile because if he’s there at least we know he’s safe. Before heroin became apart of his life he was caring and driven. He had purpose in life and was a great person. Heroin has just shattered the person he used to be and now he’s just a completely different person.

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