The bad older brother. Finale.

I’ve been looking my way out of a morality problem I have had for years. What do I mean? I was a bad older brother. I have Autism and I have had repeat concussions from neglectful parents and occasionally psychotic siblings. As a result my head didn’t work right growing up. Further more being raised by people who struggled with questions of morality and addiction helped nothing as someone who required stability. Then there was Kyle Deroy. The person who offered me that stability.

I made a plan years ago that I was going to bail my brother out. I meant health wise, financially and legally. He has to let me though or he loses this test. I hope he does the right thing because he deserves a great life.

“Oh, this is the bad place.” Describing my personal hell. Discussing addiction.

Here is a challenge. Describe your personal hell in 200 words. Write it as an incentive to improve your life. What does hell look like for you? Email Ashtonderoy@gmail.com 

What would my personal hell look like? What are the features?

What will tempt me to stay? How will I force myself to leave? 

If I give up the brain of addiction. I must give up Nihilism.

People might wonder in the autism community if I will get past my issues of addiction and depression. I know my pathway out. If I am to give up addiction I must give up Nihilism. When one is an addict? They tend to reduce their life and the sum total of morality into a meaningless construct. (It is important to note my path to sobriety was a political & cultural study. Not a religious experience. Hence why I chose Liberal Socialism as a defining religion eventually)