My brother is in St. Vincent’s Hospital in Jacksonville, Florida. He went to the ER suffering from chest pains and is now on the cardiac floor. A doctor called and left a message on our home phone on Joe’s behalf.
Assuming he makes his way out of the hospital, he’ll return either to rehab or the streets.
I am so very tired of the situation. Friends and family advise me to ignore him. He’s shown his true colors many, many times during the past 54 years. Why waste time and energy to engage him?
It’s hard not to agree with this advice.
There’s just one problem: Joe is out there. He exists. He is mentally ill and abusive and slings hurtful comments my way every chance he gets. But he’s also alive and pleading for help.