My brother is not evil. He was just high.

“Favorite Brother was at the airport. My inner child got giddy when she saw him […] He’s sweet and funny and she wasn’t scared any more… until he said they should meet some people for dinner. Shit. Have I mentioned my inner child doesn’t like people? Well, at least Favorite Brother was company and she wasn’t alone. When we walked into dinner, there was Big Brother. He launched himself over the table and hugged my inner child and suddenly things were taken care of. Big Brother knows how to run a show without bossing people. Things are safe when he’s around. He creates an environment where you can be free and secure at the same time. He introduced me to Kind Brother, who smiled with the eyes of an angel and raises the temperature of a room five degrees through just the warmth of his being, and Irreverent Brother who set the bar for impropriety so high that I had nothing to fear any more about being inappropriate myself. Plus, in case my inner child was ever afraid of not being pretty, Irreverent Brother made sure she knew she was noticed. He’s the type that makes sure everybody knows they are noticed. Quiet Brother encouraged her with gentle humor. Important Brother nodded his approval which was the equivalent of a Nobel Prize.” -[Kim Rhodes’s Blog]

(Source: heathyr)