I’m at the barn and my mom texts me “we have an emergency.” So I start freaking out and immediately put my horse away. I’m repeatly texting and calling my mom and getting no response so I’m booking it home. I’m thinking one the dogs got out and is hurt or my dad (continued)

Hurt himself working on the roof. I’m like halfway home and my mom finally replies “your brothers been burned badly” so at this point I’m pretty stressed out. I have no idea what I’m coming home too or how bad the burn is. I’m wondering if he’s gonna be disfigured or have

Permanent damage. Like no ones answering my calls or texts so this has to be serious, right? Well turns out my idiot fucking brother gave himself second degree burns while nairing his ballsack. Yes I dropped everything, freaked out & rushed home cause my brother burned his balls.

So all evening he’s been laying on the couch icing his balls and groaning. He claims he can’t walk or move his lower half but is refusing to go to the ER. He tried to put a burn cream on it but it apparently made it worse so he had to take a shower to wash it off and while in the

Shower he fell cause he can barely stand so he screams Bloody Mary and my dad has to go help his 22 year old naked son who severely burned his ballsack. and this is the perfect example of why I can’t fucking wait to move out again OH MY GOD