his brother

sixteen years ago a woman decided that she wanted a baby. she wound up with two. a few years went by and suddenly the novelty had worn of, so she decided to leave them. the twin boys were given to her parents as if they were a puppy. as if she was moving into an apartment that didn't allow animals. just like that she walked away from her own kids and made a new life for herself. some time passed and the two boys grew up. not exactly happy, but not exactly neglected. then one of the boys decided to be real. to be honest. and he came out to his family. having a gay child living in their house was unacceptable. so much so that had the other brother not stepped in, the grandfather would have strangled his brother. he was thrown out of the house and after some time, and a few foster homes, ended up back with his mother. not exactly happy, but not exactly neglected. so the boy continued to grow up and eventually developed an eating disorder. he's in a better place now, but is still finding it hard to let go of so much of the pain from his past. too much pain for so few years. the damage that people do to one another never ceases to amaze me. you make certain choices in this life and because you're human, because you're selfish, you don't realize how you life can affect so many others around you. just because what you pictured in your mind, once upon a time, doesn't end up becoming your reality doesn't make destroying someone else's life acceptable. we are who we are. we're both perfect and flawed. human. it's easier to see what's wrong with someone else when you're hiding behind a pair of blind eyes. pointing out their flaws and walking away from them. simply because they don't fit in the so-called perfect puzzle that you've created for yourself. you walk away.