He Was Always A Dreamer

When my brother passed away I went through stages of worshipping him and hating him. I loved him so much and had so much confusion over his suicide and why he left so many of us behind. This is a drawing of him as a penguin. He is telling his girlfriend about the beautiful places he is going to take her. She is looking at him with the look of wanting to believe everything he says. She wants to believe it all so badly… this picture still affects me everytime I look at it. I am thankful of where I am now compared to how I had been feeling then.


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