When I was young, around 12, my older brother became heavily involved in drugs. My mother noticed something bizarre in his closet and found a stash of illegal substances. My dad received angry notes against my brother on his vehicle and our neighbours found my brother trying to steal their stuff. I was so afraid for him and what he was getting into. He would start fires in our home and sell drugs outside our house. I was terrified for my family and for him. I love him so much and don't want him to be involved in things that put him in harms way. He was harming himself. A few years later I found him stumbling on the side of the road and picked him up. He was incoherently high off god knows what and I just pray he cleans up his act. He was in rehab for a while but even after it seems he is involved in drugs.