My Revelation

I said that my brother died at 4 months old. Well, there's more to the story. My mother put his crib in mine and my sisters room. I was 6, she was 3. My mother expected me to wake up with Michael during the night. The night of his death I heard him crying but I was too tired to get up with him. I never told anyone about that because I felt like his death was my fault. The other day I realized that I was only 6 years old and I should have never been held responsible for an infant. I spent the last 26 years of my life blaming and beating myself up. When in reality, my mother was guilty of neglect. I'm done blaming myself and I'm done with my mothers abuse!