Nights in the Hospital
I wasn’t prepared to see Dean, my brother, in a hospital gown with wires going through his sleeves and needles in his arms. He couldn’t bare to feel what he was feeling, the stress, the anxiety, the depression. He wanted it to stop. I judged him. Why would he do this to himself? What provoked him to do this? I thought the worst of my brother when I first saw him. I had many different emotions and I had so many questions. This was a traumatic experience not only for me but for my family as well. I walked out of the hospital with a new perspective of my brother, my family, friends, and everyone else who I’ve encountered.