My brother Ronny was 16 when he killed himself. I was ten and it was the worst thing in the world. I was left alone then with my crazy mom and her crazy boyfriends and it hurt me so much. I don't think I'll ever get over it. I think about him and dream about him all the time. I don't have any other family really out there except my father who in prison who I haven't talked to since I was seven. My mom didn't want me at home anymore. She just changed so much went my dad went to prison. Drinking and drugging alot more, many jerk boyfriends. Then..when Ronny died, oh my God! She just wasn't my mom anymore, not the mom I knew. I miss my dad. I miss my brother. But I can't get them back.
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