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My brother used to protect me indirectly (bosses his friends around to help me) at school and sometimes at home. He became depressed when he entered young adulthood. Ich tried to help him out albeit clumsily, cuz I was a young kid. It wasn't easy but now he's much better with less depressing episodes, going to his 30s with hopes and dreams of starting a new family of his own. I can't wait to see his smiling face without any trace of sadness or worry, but I'll probably need to wait a few more years..Till then, I hope der teufel haunts those who hurt him.