After sleeping on it, I feel like calling my brother Hitler was not the best idea. I was just so tired and worn out. It was no shape to deal with his games. I know what I am doing is right. I know the decisions I have made are right. I can no explain why because it is just an internal feeling that drives me forward. Lucian needs to feel what I feel, he needs to open his heart and listen to the world around him. I feel like I have failed him. I do not know how to help him see the light.
The worst is I can't trust him. The words that come from his mouth are all lies and half truths. It is who he is. I need to get him to be honest with himself before I can get him to be honest with me. It is going to hurt, but I am determined to save him and my mother.
You need to be knocked down before you can pick yourself back up.
I just hope he doesn't fall to hard.