Regale us with tales of awful exes, terrible siblings, toxic Co workers and other nefarious characters you’ve encountered along the way in this journey we call life.
Regale us with tales of awful exes, terrible siblings, toxic Co workers and other nefarious characters you’ve encountered along the way in this journey we call life.
My brother-in-law. He’s not evil, he’s just… hollowed out. There’s not really a whole person in there anymore. Something’s missing: What made him him, but also what made him a functioning member of society. He’s just sort of a zombie that moves from job to drugs to sleep. He doesn’t recognize even close family members unless he’s expecting them.
He used to be so kind, a talented musician, funny and clever. Don’t do hard drugs, people. Some trips you don’t come back from.