We Need to Talk About Kevin

    So T. found a new girlfriend, which he had been denying for months.  He could no longer deny it when we caught him pulling out of the turnoff to the girlfriend's house when we were driving with C. in our car - and the girlfriend was in his car.  We weren't trying to spy on him, we were merely going the back way to our house.  There he was, with the "deer in the headlights" look, L in his passenger seat.  C screamed for us to pull over.  We thought she was just getting sick, but no; she launched herself out of our car and into T's.  Next thing I knew my sister-in-law had a whole handful of L's hair and was bashing her head into the seat of T's truck.       The entire time this was happening, my mother had a hold of L's leg and was trying to violently wrap it around the vehicle.   A and Kevin were in Nana B's vehicle screaming and I told her to drive down the road away from this entire psychotic episode, they did NOT nee...

     C's parents were extremely good with the boys, at least while Papa B was alive.  He was a former police officer and was at least a little moral and good with teaching values to the younger generations.   Nana B, at the time, seemed like she was good with the kids.  Seemed like she was a little slow, but that was it.  We did, however. notice that the grandmother was covered in visual deformities on her skin - not that it mattered, but when you took into account something we noticed on Kevin's older brother; we got worried.          When Kevin's older brother A was born, he had a long ridge on his head.  My mother got worried and immediately asked the doctors about it.  They informed her it was scar tissue, on the head of a newborn.  As A aged, the ridge grew along the growth plate of his head.  My mother took one of the kids to a doctor's appointment, and that doctor turned and looked at A...

       Kevin was the second child to C. and T.  C. knew that my brother wanted out of the marriage after her first son, so she decided to (in essence) "trap" my brother in the loveless marriage by letting herself get pregnant again.  Now, I honestly do not think Kevin was ever told of this, at least I hope not, but I can tell you he wasn't told of it by myself or my parents.  We loved both boys with all of our hearts, but at times it was questionable of the mother.  The first words out of her mouth when the older brother was born was "give him to T's mom."      C. and T. never wanted their children with them, at every moment that they could, they would dump them off on my mom.  My mother would be dog tired from working her shift at the nursing home - as she would be walking out, there C. would be in the entrance way with both boys in their car seats waiting for Nana.  Mom never got rest.        Right aw...

     So, if you've made it to this page, you're probably wondering who Kevin is, and why we need to talk about him.  Better yet, who Kevin was.  Kevin was my 26-year-old nephew who, unfortunately, committed suicide on October 7, 2024.  His death was nothing short of shocking to us, he was the stereotypical "always smiling" happy person, the kind of suicide victim that just kind of blindsides you.  He was a Robin Williams.  This is happening too often in the United States.  We need to talk about Kevin, and we need to talk about mental health in general.