These things happen.

Happy Friday the 13th.
But this isn't all about me this time.
So yesterday...My little brother had a mental breakdown after dad got angry and left the house soon after, he wasn't mad at him no. So after he left and I had just came back downstairs he looked really upset. I asked why and then it went down a rabbit hole of dark thoughts and other unstable things. Most notable was him wanting...to kill himself. I did everything I could do to figure out the problem, and eventually he told me why. I've tried to go based on the experiences I've had and came to a conclusion. Ever since I graduated middle school, he's always been more and more prone to anger. But over the years he's changed and still now he's not liked one thing. Anger. More specifically, anger in the family. Now, mom and dad haven't been angry at each other in a while, but it's more specifically self-anger from me, and our parents. He doesn't like the fact we get angry at things at all. Dad, of course, gets mad over simple & little things, but dads' way of getting over anger is a way I can only describe as unique, even though he's explained to me why he does it in the way he does, it still confuses me. But to my little brother it messes with him emotionally, it at one point did the same to me, but I've learned to let it go, cause eventually dad will just think nothing over what he was angry of an start making jokes or make wise cracks. I get angry at things because they haven't gone as perceived or because someone online is a Duche Bag or I get let down by someone I trust/trusted. As to what my brother perceives of me idk, he never told me, and I never asked. As for mom, whenever she yells or gets into an argument with dad, though that's normal for any married couple, but it's when they have full-blown fights, shouting matches if you will. And that's what messes him up internally, I don't like those either; But I try my best to ignore them, he takes that head on instead. Especially when he's in the dead center of it all. He doesn't leave he just stands an sits there.

Back on topic. So after he's told me his thoughts, I asked him why he never told us this and it was the fact he didn't want to worry anyone. Which really baffled me. So I tried my best in telling him that these things happen an we need to sit down and have a talk with the family. He of course did not want to, but with a little bit of convincing. I got him to come out of that shell, He said he wanted to talk to mom first, which to me did not sound like a good idea cause she might not understand. (that was partially true) So I went upstairs. woke her up told her what's happening as he was coming up the stairs an she immediately started crying and hugging him. Saying "don't do it" & "don't kill yourself baby" ... At that point everybody was crying. So after a point of me trying to explain and tell what's been going on with him she went through a story of how she got him here and what it took so on and so forth. And of course, didn't understand. A minute or two after that dad arrived home with some food, mom told me to get him and bring him up, so I did. (knowing dad would understand better) So I told him he was emotionally unstable and had thought of killing himself and he immediately wanted to know where he is. After that, well, dad explains why he gets mad and then just stops being mad altogether then explains in a better way than I could why my brother has these emotions. We all chime in on things here in there and I tell my brother about my breakdowns in school and other things like that, at the end of our talk I tell him; "Now that everything's all said and done, I only have one more question for you. Do you feel better now even in a little way, now that we've talked about it?" And a great answer came from it. "Yes" then after a few seconds dad makes joke about me that makes him laugh. And mom said "See, now you know you're better that you can laugh." And then for the rest of the night onwards he felt a little more himself and had a smile.

He was always a sensitive child, but this just means that I finally understand why he was always looked out for more when I was growing up. This is already as long as it needs to be, I of course shortened some stuff, and left out more personal things, I'm sorry, but I had to write this, I felt a need to type this, cause I know some of us struggle out there. Always remember, you can talk to your school counselor, your trusted aids or teachers. More importantly, family, they're always there for you, even when you think they aren't.