Two BrothersOne has spent much of his life in school now close to his doctorate in English; the other a narcissistic alcoholic that has abandoned two families and broken my parents hearts. I struggle with what my responsibility is here. My father regularly asks me to fly in so we can go on a wild goose chase trying to track him down after he has checked himself out of rehab .... again. I tried early on to help ... Can't say i did every I could but I did the intervention; I tried to talk to him, tried to fly in to get him into rehab. But that was before he made rehab a full time job. Checking in and out so many times i have lost track. I started questioning it early when visiting him while he was checked into Betty Ford all he wanted to talk about was the celebrities he was hanging out with. I couldn't give a rat's *** that Billy Gibbons was his house mate.... I would have hoped he might have spent more time thinking of his family (hadn't abandoned yet) left back home. I realize alcoholism is a disease .... unfortunately i have seen all too much of it during my life. i like a drink myself... probably more than i should. I'll think there but for the grace of god..... But I am able to control whatever urges I may have been born with. Why the hell can't he. And why must he destroy so many lives in his path.
Why am I writing this story now? I just heard he fell and lost his front teeth. Jesus....It is the first time in a long time I have felt anything but anger toward him.