I “love” my brother and I’m thankful to have him in my life but a lot of times, I just can’t stand him.
I mean thanks to him, I learnt how to “fight” pretty well but I’m also starting to realize he is one of the biggest reasons why I’m so afraid to show my true emotions.
I remember how he used to always make fun of me when I was younger because I was less “boyish” as compared to him. Because of him, I’ve always had to try to act so tough my whole life. Because of him, I never got to finish watching Sailor Moon. Because of him, I’ve always had the idea “It’s not okay for a man to cry”.
I hate him!!!!! This is why I always wish my sister was still alive.