Dear Young LogicfromLogic,
You'll get through treatments. I know how hard shit is for you at home. I know that you were alone, and you have tried so hard not to show how much you hurt. In the next few years, I would like to say that all of your choices were the right ones. I would like to say that after high school, moving out, and getting away from your crazy ass family was going to be healthy for you. That you'll finally find the peace that you've wanted for such a damn long time.
You'd make your grandmother proud. But in truth, none of that happened. You relapsed and got back into drugs, you got back into drinking and hung out with someone you should never have even allied yourself with. He got you into (you cannot pass off your own damn choices on others however) some very dangerous shit. And it's going to follow you for the rest of your life. I wish there was a better way to put that, but there isn't. You fucked up, and by all means I think this was the worst fuck up of your life.
But move on from it. If you do not, you'll die there. You can't help your sister anymore lad, she's got to take the reins of her own life. She's got to be responsible and strong on her own. You've done all that you can, again, if you stay where you are now where i am as an older man, you'll die there. Move on, don't stick to memory. Create new ones and don't hate. You don't ever give into hatred, it's just not in you. hatred destroys people, turns youngsters old and not in the good way. It ages you in a way that isn't reversible when it reaches a point. You are coming so dangerously close to tat that part of you is already destroyed. But try your best to repair the damage done and make a better life for yourself.
Learn to love yourself. Yes, you don't have a family. You will lose your brother in the most awful way, and I'm sorry that you are going to feel that. It's going to be hard for you, because as the years pass you are going to lose more and more people. And it's going to take it's toll on you, I'm in my mid-twenties now and I feel like I am in my late eighties. I don't mean to sound like I'm assuming things about the elderly community, but you'll get a taste of what they feel watching their loved ones pass around them.
You still have friends. Your best mate will forgive you for everything that you've done. Yes, you sir have screwed up this badly. You need to fix what you've done, own up to shit and try to be better. Don't beat yourself up and stop making excuses. And stop this death bullshit. You know why your best mate refused to give up on you? You are better than what you have become, and he knows it. He saw through the horseshit but you've got a long road ahead.
I can't tell you what to do. As I have learned, you cannot change what's meant to pass and this is something you need to learn. You are going to lose your ability to run ever again, your jaw is never going to be the same and neither will you. This will be the hardest damn thing you've ever done. You are going to lose everything; the good vision your grandmother held for you, your sister's trust, and you'll give your mother validation in her mind to treat you however she sees fit. Now I know that this sounds like a death sentence for you.
It's not youngster; it's your life telling you how much you want to live.
By losing your sister's trust, you work hard to regain it.
By losing your best mate, you gain his trust back and you become even more loyal to them than you ever were before. Never again will you pull what you did.
By letting your mother see you as however she wants to, you learn compassion for others. She'll teach you in the oddest way that you never want to turn into her. never will you want to treat someone the same way she treats you.
You've faced abuse from many places, you've gotten through some real tough shit. And as you go through life, you'll keep wading through all of that shit. I'm not going to lie to you that there are things I wish you had never done, no matter what the lesson was. Bad things happened in that place, but you'll find that out.
My best advice to you is just keep putting your foot in front of the other, even if the ground is unsteady below you. You can and will get through everything you are about to face. You'll live, and you will learn. You are loved more than you think, I know that what you've faced in your past gave you a feeling of being alone. But you aren't, and you are loved so much more than you know. Why do you think both your best friend and sister came back?
Love man, love is the strongest thing that you have to your name and always will be. yeah, you are a smart little shit but even that has it's limits lad. Intellect without compassion will destroy you and everything. It'll give you a compromise that nothing will ever fix for you. It'll create a rift in your heart and you'll eat yourself from the inside out. You'll become the very person you swore you promised you'd never become.
You aren't stupid, stop telling yourself that. You aren't slow. You are smart but in a couple year's time, you'll hear Eegie give you the best damn advice you need to hear;
'Intellect isn't everything. There are better things in life, don't centre yourself in just that place. I love you no matter who you are.'
Take that to heart, you don't have a big family like your siblings do, you are more alone than anyone you know. the youngest of your father isn't a life that i would have wished on anyone but it's your life. You've got a lot to prove yet nothing. You need to prove to yourself that you are worthy of your own god damned love. Stop this weak shit with self loathing. You aren't a quitter, you would have died a long time ago. You are so much more than your past but you are not your future yet. Give yourself some credit and through your battles, keep fighting. Yes, this sounds over dramatic but you'll find out real soon how hard life is going to get for you. It's some very scary shit, and go to rehab when you get out. I'm serious, don't fight it. You will get out and you do need help. It's okay to cry, get angry, show negative emotions. Please stop holding back and let yourself feel something besides just joy. I know that's hard for someone like you; you've been in places where joy was the only damn thing that's saved you. But sadness, anger, jealousy...every one of those...are needed. You aren't being healthy, fix what you've done, heal and move on.
You got this son.
~A much older Logic