With a heavy heart

I'm writing this in honour of somebody that I used to know.

You used to be my role model. You were respectful, determined, driven and so loving. You're probably not the best role model out there, but I respected you because you earned it. I loved you and would have done anything for you.

But you became what you are today and everything has changed. You started treating every one as your slave; commanding them to do things for you, making them give in to you and flaring up when you don't get your way. It was bearable for some at first, but that was the day I lost all respect for you. All you had were mean words for people, destructive criticism and narrow-minded views. And now, you resort to violence.

It's okay to tease with words that are not meant to hurt, but it is never okay to push, hit or attempt to strangle someone. Especially not the woman who nurtured you for the past 24 years.

YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. 

I have nothing to say to you. It breaks my heart that you can even do that to your mother, and for what? For not being able to borrow the car for one night to fetch a girl. How long have you known her and how long has your mother raised you? Is it worth it?

Yes I cried when I knew about it. Yes it was unbelievable.

I cannot imagine the amount of emotional pain my mum must be in now. I can't do anything to comfort her. Yes I had my fair share of disappointing her and making her blood boil, but I never ever resort to violence. Or attempted murder.

I want to see you crash and burn so hard.

I once loved you. I once respected you. What happens once, will never happen again.

I don't have a brother anymore.