Stop Drinking Little Dude

My little brother. I love him. He means the whole world to me. I know he means well. I know his intentions are always good. I just cannot stand him when he is drinking. He is a constant annoyance. He cannot handle his beer. He is a time bomb waiting to happen. I just wish he'd know his limit. I mean most normal people drink to have a great time, this kid is like a damn exploding sink. He is fucking unstable when he drinks. No one likes to be around him. A fight there, a fight here. I never want to take him in public because no one catches his drift. He's on a different wavelength than everyone else. He needs to help himself. My older brother asked me to help him. Honestly? You have to want help to help yourself and be helped. I know I'm so hard on him and he feels it too, but I say all my shit out on frustrations and concern. No love there. I love him when he's got a good head on top of his shoulders.