And Just What Am I Supposed To Do???
Brother Geoff emailed me today. ***A little background*** Geoff is a fuck up. A royal fuck up. He is 46 years old and has never had a *real* job. He has always done handyman type stuff, because he doesn't want to get drug tested. He is a loser, a drunk and a pot head. He has always blamed everyone else for his problems. Nothing is ever his fault. He's been that way as long as I can remember. I really don't have anything to do with him. We have nothing in common except for the fact that we had the same parents. I haven't seen him in probably 4 years or so....and have heard from him twice in that time.....one time being today.
Anyway........he emails me today. His wife left him and took their youngest son with her (he's about 15) He is devastated. He tells me he is going to lose his house, he'll be homeless and he's all alone with no one to talk to. (He has always been overly dramatic as well.....I don't know how much, if any of that is true ) He said he's never been alone. All his friends are users (drugs/alcohol). He wants to 'be a family again'. What he wants is someone to take care of him....to bail him out of his troubles. I CAN'T. I just can't. He can't come here, if that's what he is looking for.
I don't know what to do. I haven't replied to him.....I don't even know what to say:(