Every family has one. The lost sheep, the one who just can’t get it right, get happy, the one perpetually heading in the wrong direction.
He refuses your good counsel. He listens to no one but himself. After all this time, he should have his shit together.
Yes. You’re right. But self-sabotage, self-absorption, plain old selfishness — does it really matter? Because he’s out there alone.
Simple mistakes can be compounded by other, unrelated, random events — a small misstep can become an irrevocable terrible…something. Something beyond recovery.
Remember your mother. Remember how your father said, I love all my children equally. But some need more help than others.
Some need more help than others. Remember your mother.