Again, you're proving my point. I just finished telling you a story of my struggle. How my love and understanding and support of my brother who I love just takes it's toll on me and my family and I still help and love him. How I struggle, how I am sad and how I am at my wits end and yet I still help him. I give all that I can to him so I am unable to help others because of it, but you only read a small part of it and I became the bad guy.

I don't know in what voice you've been reading our conversation, but I was not angry, or yelling or seething our entire conversation. It's difficult to display emotion in text, so I encourage you to re-read what I wrote, but instead of picturing a person yelling or trying to start an argument, picture a broken man trying to keep his family intact while he has a force breaking him down every step of this way, but every time he tries to get away, all he sees is the little brother he shared his Gameboy with so they could both play Pokemon.

I am sorry you took the words going through as though I meant some disrespect, but as I sit here wondering how I'm the bad guy for hoping you have a great support system, I come back to the point I was originally making. It's difficult to interact with people that suffer with mental disorders, everyone is the bad guy, and if someone does not help them specifically, then they must not care. When in fact we could be suffering too, but don't have a diagnosis, so we just don't get it, and we have to be on their side or we're the problem.