Last night was a lovely family dinner at my mother's house. Mom was in a good mood, Dad was in a good mood yet somehow there was still tension. Why do you ask? Well, it's simple, my BIL is a drug addict. I say is and not was because he's less than a month out of Rehab and I don't think it worked very well. He's still got the same drug attitude and still treats my sister like crap. So dinner was strained, they had to eat in a hurry so BIL could get to his NA meeting, and I wanted to ask him what the point was. It's not that I don't believe be can stay clean and become a productive member of society - my husband and my brother are living proof that it can happen, but with the BIL, he's not ready yet and until he is, Sunday dinner is going to crap.