Can you please tell me what to do?

Question by Lay Lay: Can you please tell me what to do?
So, I have a brother named Lance. The problem is, well, he has a drug problem and I’m scared of what he is going to do. It’s just, well, everytime I try to tell him that the family doesn’t talk about him in a bad way anymore, he gets worked up and angry. See, he lives with my father, who lives right down the street where my mom lives. Lance lives with my dad and there’s always been multiple problems with the family that I came from. I love my brother Lance and I want him to know that I’m proud that he is trying to get into the Army and fight in the war, but I’m just so scared, and uncertain of what to do. Everytime he comes down, something has to go wrong. He was literally saying that he would rather be dead than have to deal with the way the “family” has treated him. But, he is using liquid meth, something like that. I found out that he shooted up before my brother Dusty and him started to get at it. He told a lot of lies that night, but one thing that really hurt us was when Lance said that Dusty and the rest of the part of the family I live with are emotionally dead to him, except me. And that’s what scares me, because he said that my opinion is the only opinion that matters to him anymore. I know that’s true because he has always said that. If I try to talk to him about the drug problem that he has, which my brother Dusty knows that is true, then I’m afraid he’ll commit suicide. The last time, well, before he graduated two summers ago, I remember him putting a knife on his upper chest, but the car somehow stared to run, so he just drove off. I didn’t know what was going on, but I said when he was leaving to “Just go, Lance…” while I was crying and holding onto my bubba Dusty’s arm. He said that’s why he was about to do it, because he thought I was going to be taught that he was a brother but that he would always do drugs and screw up on things. The gas tank was empty that night, he was poor back then, too. The car wouldn’t start, and he was literally going to “give everyone in the family a piece of his heart,” but the car just started to run and he drove off in anger. The point is, I know that i’m probably the only one that can get through him, but if he thinks i’m ashamed of him, he might commit suicide. He has the guts too, believe that. He can’t afford drug counsuling or anger management, he can barely afford to eat crackers every night. I’m not looking for sympathy, but if you have ANY advice, ANY, PLEASE don’t hesitate to answer. Okay, bye…

Best answer:

Answer by kitchd
drugs anonymous is free, and there’s one in almost every neighborhood, and so is drug anon, where you can go to get help to learn how to cope with him.

good luck .

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