My brother is challenging and today he was out of control. While my sister can participate gently and happily in events, my brother needs more supervision and special attention. Today this escalated into him throwing a chair and a few other things at a home that he waits at to get on the bus.
My mom and I have been dealing with his moods, his aggressiveness and his changes for awhile. We keep asking the question - how long can we do this? Can it get better? Can we do something?
The answer, for now, is that we can't anymore. Tomorrow we involve social workers and Crisis intervention. I'm staying home to watch my brother. My mom is going to work and going to be initiating phone calls. We're relieved and heartbroken. We tried. We learned. But we failed.
This makes the potential loss of a fictional character far less dramatic.
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