The last time I picked my older brother up out of the gutter he was in the worst condition I’d seen him in. Drunk, unable to stand and as incoherent as always. I bundled him into the car and took him home. The next morning, I told him it was now time for him to start caring for himself.
I wasn’t going to pick him up anymore as my family needed me too.
I dropped him off and watched him reluctantly enter the facility. With fingers crossed I lived in hope. He lasted a week. The rest is history.
Written for: https://carrotranch.com/2017/11/30/november-30-flash-fiction-challenge/
You can only help someone so much…
I know of a drug addict’s case who lasted a week after he was chucked out of the house. There could be subtle psychological layers to it.
I think they may be more than subtle layers, some stand out well and truly.
Awwwee. But true, you can take the horse to the wayer and all that.
Thank you so much for reading..
Sometimes it’s difficult to help people who won’t help themselves.
Yes, sad isn’t it.
Oh, no. I had hoped he would find the strength.
As much as want that it doesn’t always happen. Thanks for stopping by.
I know. My heart goes out to you and your family. ❤
Self-care can be difficult to achieve.
Life long for some..
Unfortunately this is reality for so many.
Sadly so tric….hope you are doing well today…
Actually nearing the end of a great day thanks.
Hey good for you..
Often, to achieve self-care we have to ask another to take care of oneself. Harsh, but addictions can destroy more than one life. Poignantly written, Michael.
A very sad piece, Michael.
Thank you Robbie