What's Next?

Prologue

"My entire life has been surrounded by keeping my brother safe. He is my secound half and is my whole world. When he was hospitalized, my universe was corrupted with depression and hate. I hated how I wasn't there for him the one time he needed me so.. I turned to self harm. I did this because felt like I should feel the pain that my little brother felt when the incident occurred. Usually when something bad would occur, my mother would restore my happiness and reassure me that everything was okay but.. then she died 6 months ago because of her alcohol abuse. I miss her more than anything, I obviously don't miss her abusive drunken side but I miss the days where she was thriving and sober. I thought her death was God's punishment enough, but of course my brother has to have an incident. I honestly don't think my life is worth living anymore. I don't know I guess I'm taking up your time and mine, I have something to do in a few." I said as I sunk in my seat because I noticed the amount of people starring at me like I just said I had 24 hours to live. "Thank you Angie, we are here for you" The support group said blankly in unison. I sunk more into my seat. I looked at the clock as everyone turned to Tina Rodgers as she told her life story. It was half past 6. I cringed as tapped my right foot and looked at Tina nervously. "I gotta gooo.." I said to myself. "And I guess that is my story." Tina said as everyone said in unison, "Thank you Tina, we are here for you" I jumped up. "Sorry Mrs. Johnson, I have something extremely important to attend this minute, please excuse me from your ending song about how life is so great!" I said loudly mentally rolling my eyes at the extremely elementary song. " Uh..Yes..uh Angie you can leave." She said looking a little freaked out at me. "Thank you!" I said running out the door to my car.