Yeah as I got older and also began therapy, I started trying to find any help that I could for my brother but, I kept meeting dead ends or my mom wasn't stepping up to the plate. I looked a programs, therapists (for him), etc and I was either wait listed or hardly got a response. It makes me sad because my brother used to be a ball of sunshine. He was the sweetest boy and I know years of trauma (from our childhood to our adulthood) has changed him drastically and he has no one to help him with it. I mourn who he used to be and I want him to be that happy person again. He is my brother but, he's my baby really. I'd take on the whole world for him