surprise or surprose me

once again I have been a bit stung by the latest death in the family, or what I percieve as something of a mutiny from my little brother, it seems that toy holds a lot of weight as many percieve me as something of an upstart, however, if you talk to me you find a very light gentle and bubbly soul. Enough of the munchausen. It may take some time for me to work out the kinks, yet I must write them down as to psychologically cleanse my soul from uncanny disturbance, I hate to think that I may be scarred where others have their whole life in front of them, but as my dad said, someone thinks that Trevor did not get a fair shake. I tend to agree, yet he is so far from my conscious frame of reference and quite beligerent as to dissuade me from attempting to please him. I was a violent child, yet should I bear this cross among so many more noble others. I am appalled that one would take Trevor up on an offer to destroy my family, yet it has come to pass. Ah well, nothing much left to say except that discipline was obviously a part of his life in the Marine Military Academy, whereas I went to a defunct high school for national merit scholars. Yet while I care for him I can not allow his hate and spite of himself, to drag me into a whirlpool of chaos and despair. When you kick someone in the balls, there really is not any going back. Avoid hallucinogenic drugs, potential for gruesome violence is a possibility when you forget the bounds of reality. However I am not dissuaded. I am concerned with living a pure and wonderful life of great potential.