Because Of Me, My Brother Got Sick Mentally.

The Story

I don't know how I could live after what I've done. Don't ask me for details, what, how, why. But I'm a piece of. FREAK, HUMAN LIKENESS, SCUMBAG. I wish I'd never been born. Because I only brought evil to my beloved, younger brother. Anyone who finds out the truth would spit on me. That's why I'd kill myself, but now I have no right to do it because I'm just going to complicate his condition. Yes, my family, my colleagues, my wife, my parents assure me that it is not, but my brother and I will always know the truth. My beloved brother, with whom we have always shared everything, joy, and sadness, days, bed, interests, friends who (despite his condition, is now married and working) is the best being in the world, the most moral and pure, this beautiful, clever and sensitive as a string being! ... What did you do to deserve this? ... Why didn't God punish me? ... What earned a brother like me - even now he's not mad at me, and anyone else in his place would kick me out like a dog - a brother who only grieved him, while the other one did everything for him, flawlessly! He's always sacrificed himself, and again, this misfortune happened from his sacrifice! ... Why did I do this to this wonderful creature who has suffered all his life? ... First of all, I didn't mean to, because of me, he has physically hurt years ago, but forgive me. To me, the selfish, the slutty, the lazy, irresponsible bastard, the ISDIGA! ... Then surgeries, nerves, stress for him, and my loved ones followed. And he's always helped me, always! Then, again, because of me, he got sick mentally. I mean, I didn't challenge him, but it was my fault! ... Mine! ... Now he has schizophrenia. You know for yourself what this disease means, what suffering and stigma bring (and yet, again, it is better than me in any sphere, nor complains, on the contrary, is always optimistic, cheerful and looks through the laughter of his illness), what suffering, how much money, how much stress for parents; he will be sick for the rest of his life, for this disease is chronic and not treated; he will suffer and suffer for me! ... How can I live with that? My mother's hair is white, there's no shine in her eyes... And that could have been prevented! ... I could have stopped him! ... When he got sick, I acted selfishly, and he was loaded with everything! ... There's no freak, no pussy, and nothingness like me! ... How do I get over the thought of him being sick? How do I atone for my sin? ... I can't get used to the thought of him being sick! Refuse! I don't sleep, I don't eat, I develop depression! I can't watch him struggle! ... I want to kill myself. I have to die.

Last Updated
June 14, 2020
Author:
college_dream_bbw

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