Throughout my life, my siblings have at one time or another helped me in ways that no one else could have. My brother rescued me from a blackout when I was 23 and took me to the hospital. At the time, he was only 13 years old. My brave younger sister has always given me all her support and never judged me. She cried at age 9 when she saw me drink, and begged me to stop. I don’t know how much that marked or hurt her, and I will always feel ashamed and indebted to her. Since then, she has given me a wonderful niece to love!
