I really want to go. And you know what? I think my brother's passing has convinced me to honestly try to go to one of their meetings. It's sad that it took this to get me to seriously think about it. Did I mention that my brother was gay?
My sister told my parent's a few years ago, while he was still living with us, that she thought he was. But we never really knew for sure, and that was before I started truly questioning mine and so I didn't think much of it. Now, though, because of some things we found on his computer and in his apartment, it looks like he was. Even one of his friends told my sister that he thought he was. Whoo! Another way I failed him. Anyways, if I go down that path tonight I'm just going to end up crying and I don't want to do that right before bed. So, I'm going to write about that another day.
The way I see it, is that he didn't get to do all the stuff he should have been able to. So, I've gotta make that happen for me while I still have time. I've gotta stop siting around and waiting for things to happen and go out there and make them happen. I'm missing out on a lot.
Hopefully he gets to do all that in his next life. God, knows he deserves it after this shitty life.