My brother has been a stupid idiot, behaved stupidly. The only good thing that didn't happen is that nobody died. I took my brother to his gp and keep well out of the way. My dad has written to me 'reminding' me of something that never happened. I have been advised to write to my dad and tell him what did actually happen and to tell him to stop telling people what didn't happen. It's all completely mad and completely nonsensical. If I try to explain, I end up looking like a nutty part of this hellish entourage. And hell it is. Is there anyone out there to hold my hand while I escape from this awful web? I had to see my mum and wore the best emotional armour I could muster. I did not anticipate being lied about and bullied by my closest family. It is not safe to see them. I don't know whether to grieve, or cry or celebrate, or to be furious with them. I just don't know. I feel very calm at the moment. It's not very nice. There is no question that the behaviours I have experienced are abusive.