I just had to move back home with my parents because my lease at my apartment was up.
As soon as I got back here I realized my brother was stealing from me and told my parents (he's a severe alcoholic and drug addict). They didn't even want to believe it at first, even after they found 700 dollars missing from their room. That was the money they earned from selling a car that he was given then messed up. He was just given another car. They just don't get it and keep bailing him out. He's at the point where he's od'd on heroin, having withdrawals from alcohol when he doesn't drink, drinking and driving everywhere, getting pulled over. He admitted that he almost robbed a 7-11 the other night and he thinks things like that are ok when he's that messed up on drugs. It's just a nightmare and it's so depressing to see. No wonder I ran away from this family every chance I got, it's just so negative here, and my brother gets all the attention for what he does. All I hear is yelling. I've just been panicking non stop since I got here, and I haven't slept at all really. I don't want to accept that this is what my family has become, so I keep trying to help them and give advice (even though Im screwed up too), but they won't listen.
So what good am I doing by staying here?