I've started this several times, and deleted it every time. I don't talk about this. I don't know how to write about it. Maybe I'll just write… and not delete…. and see what comes out.

The very short, much abridged version, of the story is that I lost my family to homicide in 2003. I died too.

My sibling was a terrible narcissistic person, from a young age, and needed significant interventions that never appeared. I'm honestly not sure any interventions would have helped, some people…

Homicide Anniversary Coming Up