I took my oldest brother in from Chicago, IL. He was involved in some drama out there. We both grew up in DCFS but I'm totally opposite in character. He has the thug mentality; I am more of the Christian mentality. At a point of time I had to go to jail because we look identical, like twins. But fortunately, we are not. He screwed up my credit and license. Because of his stupidity, I spent thousands of dollars trying to repair it. At the beginning of the year when we reunited, I asked him why he did that to me. He told me that he thought it wouldn't matter. I had forgiven him for that stupid mistake he made. I guess, I was supposed to let it go. So, he's been at my house for a couple of weeks. My dad asked me to take him in because he couldn't do it. I love my brother and that’s the last thing I want to wake up and hear is my brother was shot in Chicago due to some gang activity. I live in a great community where I worked extra hard to live at. I know that people in the past may have tried to work with him but because he didn’t have the mind to want to change he didn't. I allowed him to have some friends over, I'd give him money, he wears all my clothes from underwear to shoes, I bought toothbrush and etc. I tried to give him another chance at life. You could only imagine the result I got from this.
Come 4am this morning he was sneaking people into my home. Mind you that he took my car and my credit card without my permission and used them both a couple of days ago. I'm 19 and he's like 23! So, I couldn't take that anymore. I don't know if he was drunk or what. But, this situation, I totally was ready to put and end to. I confronted him and asked him what the h**l he was doing. He just gave me lies. We got into a physical altercation; I definitely kicked him out then. I told him that I was not about to allow him to continue to disrespect me like that. I gave him resources to find jobs. I showed him how to use the computer. I got a bike for him since he doesn't have a license and/or vehicle to find employment. He doesn't pay the bills. I turned my house phone on so that he has a way of communication. I bought food for him and still gave him extra cash to keep in his pocket. I've treated him like this since we were 10. The police came after I packed up his belongings and were bout to place them in the hall. They told me that I could not evict him because he lives here. When clearly he does not have any mail coming here, he’s not even supposed to be living here because my landlord didn't approve of it, but I risked my home. It's early in the morning and my neighbors were disturbed because of his viscous insanity. I slammed the door in the cops face, he previously knew us when we were staying with our parents a couple of blocks away. He could recall some of the calls they used to get because of him (THAT’S TERRIBLE). I snapped on the cops because of what they were trying to tell me. I didn't give them another opportunity to say anything. After I said what I said to them, I told them good morning and good night and slammed the door in their faces. I'm a Christian and I know what the bible says about rejecting my family. But, what he did was wrong and disrespectful to me. Am, I wrong? I feel kind of bad. I have to get back up in a couple of hours to go to work and church. Maybe this will help me not feel as bad as I do.
Seriously, what do you think?
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