Death!
So Thursday my cousin decided it was a good idea to swallow a bottle of pills. His younger brother had just went to jail for drugs and he was scared he would get caught with them. So he swallowed them all and spent two days in a coma before dying. His mother is a wreck and they are all in West Virginia which makes it very hard to go the funeral. I am kind of numb to the whole situation. I feel for my aunt for losing a son yet I hated him so I am not really sorry he is gone. He was a horrible individual who brought pain to a lot of people who never really told. To the unknowing he was a loving teddy bear to some he was a horrible beast who had a bad soul. His wife found this out months before he died and yet some blame her. I don't instead I feel sorry for her. I wish I could go and give her a hug and tell her it is not her fault. The beast got what he deserves and she is now free. But did he really. To me he should have been told on. Even if no one believed the ones he hurt at least we could have shown him that people could stand up to him. So I guess I am in morning of what I should of done or said instead of the loss of a family member. The world turns on and another soul is set free. I hope he makes better decisions his next time around.