>>2939987I remember his final thread like an abused child remembers his parents. There he was, my kin by soul, killed. I was in tears, i felt like a soldier seeing his best friend killed in action, unable to watch his back in the moment that most mattered. Except those men had it better, for they had guns to shoot themselves with to spare from living in an unwelcoming world. No such choice was given to me. It was like i was taken prisoner by my brother's killers. 2 years later i havent avenged him. I have betrayed him once again, for another day.