hey lunch...
I'm a lurker here. I saw your message yesterday,and I didnt get a moment to reply. I just trolled through several pages of posts to find your message, so I could say this to you...

I can understand your guilt. I can understand your promise. I promised my parents I'd fill in some forms to get them out to OZ. I didn't have time. My old man had a car accident, and I blamed myself. If only I had filled the forms in some weeks earlier...

Fortunately, he survived, and he told me (when his brains stopped rattling around in his head, and he could think again) that I was a bloody idiot. Forms or not, it wasn't my fault. Sometimes bad things happen to good people.

I was lucky. He got to tell me that it wasnt my bad. You weren't so lucky. I can tell you what, though.. if you hurt yourself, or screw up your own life through misdirected self loathing, it would be like pissing on his grave.

Your mum asked you to look after him. You did. Damn it, you did. Part of looking after any child is to let them go, and to let them grow, and to have their freedom. The freedom to make a mistake. The freedom to succeed, and, the freedom to make mistakes that sometimes you just can't recover from.

Unless you were drunk, and driving the mercedes this is just a terrible accident. Let it go. You can always remember them, but the last thing anyone would want is for you to torture yourself.

Imagine, if this situation was reversed... you went, you died... what would you want your brother to do? Slice his wrists, or get on with his life and make the best of it that he could.

Im just some random dude on the internet. You don't have to listen to me. I'm not even a b3tan (though, Im a prolific lurker)... but at least, consider it.


Hound (not feeling so evil today, but a bit teary).
(evil_hound last barked at the moon on, Thu 11 Mar 2010, 11:26, Reply)