Some days I want to carry my brother’s sadness, anger and storms just so he can reconnect with good friends, not worry about the moods and feel at home in his body again. I want to see him heal from borderline and live a life with less suffering, less pain, and more hope in himself again. I want him to be happy, meaningful and strong for him to be friends with his mind again.
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What a lovely photo.
It’s so difficult, isn’t it, when we can’t help someone else’s pain? I’m sure he must appreciate your empathy
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Indeed. 🙂 Thank you so much for reading. 💙
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My pleasure!
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^.^
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Thank you for writing this. The world should have more love letters to siblings. ♡
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Yes. haha. This is apparently one of those letters I created for him. 🙂 💙
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Very sweet.
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Thanks. 🙂
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I lost my brother 5 years ago and was missing him and thinking about him so acutely yesterday, as I passed near our childhood town. Thank you for sharing this. It is beautiful.
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Aw. Brothers truly are everything especially when you’re the older one, they have so much wisdom in their hearts. Thank you for reading. 💙
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