There is a man that I see around town who always travels with a lady. They are clean cut, nice looking people. I thought they were husband and wife. It turns out they are brother and sister. I think it’s so beautiful that they stay together, helping each other though life’s trials. I wish my brother and I were close like that. In the old days, brothers and fathers protected their sisters, daughters and wives. Then the evil feminists decided that we didn’t need men any more. Are you KIDDING ME???
I haven’t even told my brother that I free-sleep in my van. He is actually a very sick man. He has a fatal disease that he was diagnosed with 5 years ago. I don’t want to burden him with my problems and he might accidentally tell my mom. I can’t tell my mom because she will feel like a total failure as a mother and she will want me to come live with her. I hate lying to my family about my life. I’ve always been pretty honest about my life until I started free-sleeping. Now, I’m lying all the time.
I had another brother but he killed himself right after my other brother was diagnosed. It is the biggest heartache of my life, having lost my brother like that. It DID make me determined though, to survive whatever life hands me and without drugs. You see, drugs played a part in his suicide. That is probably why I get so upset about people who use drugs. IT HURTS to see people wrecking their health and their minds with chemicals!
Anyway, I don’t have much else to say about the brother and sister other than, I envy the sister a bit. Her brother has her back. That’s so important as a woman, to have that protection.