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Basically that's what I am--stuck--here in this hell hole I HATE to call Victoria. My brother came home from ISF in Gonzales on Friday afternoon after being there for seven months and the day after he came home, he and I are already fighting, about stupid shit nonetheless. And ever since he's been home, that's all we've done is fight. My mom already said that it isn't going to work-my brother living at home because he expects us to change to conform to him and me, my mom and my dad refuse to do that. He even said he hates our new dog, Bailey. Bailey doesn't do anything purposely to annoy Clint, that's my job. Bailey just barks at almost everything and we're pretty used to it because he's been with us since October and he's almost a year; he'll be 1 on September 3. But the other day, Bailey was nipping at my brother's pants, around the ankles and my brother yelled at Bailey, "STOP! GOD, I HATE POMERANIANS!" And I can't figure out what's the deal with him
My mom would say it's because Clint's be diagnose Bi-Polar and it says that kids can be misdiagnosed when they are younger for ADD, which we were told that's what my brother was diagnosed with when he was 5. So he's had bi-polar all these years and we didn't even know it. And honestly, that explains a lot of shit that went on when he was here before he went to jail in May 2003-December 2003 and ISF in December 2003-July 2004. He was possibly the hardest person to live with EVER!! I promise my brother and I, before he went to jail, couldn't go a whole day without fighting about something, we just couldn't; we just didn't function that way. All we know/knew how to do was fight with each other. We couldn't have a normal, calm, civil conversation without one of us getting defensive and raising our voice; it just didn't happen and it still doesn't. The only normal, calm, civil conversation my brother and I have had since he came home, was probably the day he came home and that was it. Otherwise, we were always fighting. I don't like fighting all the time, it's not fun but when we can seem to do anything else, that's all we do. And my mother HATES when my brother and I fight; GOD, does she hate it. Anywho, I guess I'm going to go...
p.s. why do "you" write in here if you don't think anybody will read it? that's not smart thinking....bye!
My mom would say it's because Clint's be diagnose Bi-Polar and it says that kids can be misdiagnosed when they are younger for ADD, which we were told that's what my brother was diagnosed with when he was 5. So he's had bi-polar all these years and we didn't even know it. And honestly, that explains a lot of shit that went on when he was here before he went to jail in May 2003-December 2003 and ISF in December 2003-July 2004. He was possibly the hardest person to live with EVER!! I promise my brother and I, before he went to jail, couldn't go a whole day without fighting about something, we just couldn't; we just didn't function that way. All we know/knew how to do was fight with each other. We couldn't have a normal, calm, civil conversation without one of us getting defensive and raising our voice; it just didn't happen and it still doesn't. The only normal, calm, civil conversation my brother and I have had since he came home, was probably the day he came home and that was it. Otherwise, we were always fighting. I don't like fighting all the time, it's not fun but when we can seem to do anything else, that's all we do. And my mother HATES when my brother and I fight; GOD, does she hate it. Anywho, I guess I'm going to go...
p.s. why do "you" write in here if you don't think anybody will read it? that's not smart thinking....bye!