My brother shot himself yesterday. He’s going to be all right; he nicked an artery in his arm and destroyed part of the bone in his shoulder, but he’s already lucid and has talked to my dad. It has also become obvious, in the fallout from his suicide attempt, that his life had become unlivable — he’s a Gulf War vet under active treatment for PTSD, he’d been stockpiling guns for months, his family situation had fallen apart without him really telling anybody, etc. He’ll probably have some charges pressed against him for his own good. The bullet went through a neighbor’s house.
I’m going to be gone for a week or two, mostly because the carefree brainlessness of Tumblr tastes like bitter wormwood in your mouth when something somber is happening around you. I’m all right, though, and my family (as well as my brother’s own family) seem to be handling things pretty well. I want to thank anybody who leaves me a kind comment about this in advance, and I’ll see you all later. Reblog some cat pictures for me in the meantime.