Guess I need to vent a little. I don't understand how drug addiction consumes people's lives. The only drug I've used is marijuana on rare occasions. And I consume alcohol maybe once or twice a month: and yes alcohol is a drug. But I digress... the point I'm trying to make is about my brother.
He suffers a chronic illness known as crohn's disease. It affects your intestines and you have to stick to a very diligent diet or else you will be in pain. Honestly, my family and I had no idea about it because he never gave any indication that he was in pain, but I guess the pain can get very bad. So he smokes weed to alleviate some of the symptoms. Also he was adopted, both his parents were in drug rehab and my dad decided to take him when he was born. I honestly think that there is a genetic predisposition to drug-dependency. I know he's tried other drugs like shrooms, acid, cocaine, prescription drugs; and I'm sure much more.
It's really hurting my whole family, especially my dad. I just don't know what to do anymore. He lives on his own and I have a sneaking suspicion is stealing from me. I live at home with my dad as I commute to school and two times my car has been broken into. The kicker is that I have keyless entry and an alarm system. There was no sign of forced entry, nothing broken. The only way someone would have been able to get in is with the keys and I usually leave them downstairs while I sleep. My brother also has a key to the house so it's possible he could have went into the house and took my keys, took stuff out of my car, then put the keys back. It kills me to think it, but it's honestly the only explination I can think of.
What was stolen was my 300 dollar radar detector, $300 gps, beats headphones, bunch of change, and a baton I kept in the door. I don't know how to confront him about it and I really don't want to because I'd feel awful if it weren't true. I have no idea what to do about it. I honestly don't trust him anymore, though, and it really bothers me that I feel this way. I don't want to sound like a selfish, materialistic ass, but it bothers me that my car got stolen the way it did.
At least if someone smashed in the windows or something I'd know how, but not knowing how the person got in is really the thing that bothers me the most. Doesn't make me feel safe.
