my brother the prodigal son

[cloudwoman13]

I hate each and every holiday, birthday, and occasion to get together with my family. I hate it because my older brother IS the Prodigal Son- the Parable from the Bible. And while I am trying to understand the story (both the biblical and Buddhist one) to better comprehend my feelings, I still am bewildered. I simply do not understand why he is allowed all the space and support of a person who warrants this sort of treatment whilst he squanders other people's money, continues a drug habit, and generally treats others with disrespect and uncaring. I have decided to make it my life's work to help others, to leave the lightest footprint, and to hurt nothing around me- and yet, I feel that he can go around stomping on every thing or one to his heart's desire without suffering the consequences of his actions. For lack of a better word- he is a dick. I know that immediately after I left he opened up his mouth about me. In his position, I feel that he has no right to speak ill of any person. I do not know what gives me the right? But, I feel like my attempts to help him and to take his side have been meaningless to him. In short, my brother is a dick and despite all my yogic training and meditation I cannot get over the fact that he stabbed me with scissors on the top of my hand during the 4th grade.

In other news, I think I am closing in on more information about my ancestry. I found information about George Mason's slaves and found out that he had a "mulatto slave named James" which could be an ancestor of mine- and explain my grandfather's name (most fathers were absent from their children's lives but boys and girls were given familial names) and his light light skin and freckles. I'm going to amass as much information as possible and then apply to George Mason Uni as a legacy.
Who wants to sign the petition?!