hug
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- Apr 12, 2024
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The year was 2018 and I was at my brother's birthday on April 12th, he was turning 24 and I was 19 but I would be 20 in September. I hugged my brother before he went to work, a job from Monday to Saturday with Sunday off, it was a Friday, the night of the same day we went to a pizzeria with my family. Nothing unusual so far, I saw him silent all the time, and I talked to almost everyone because unlike him I knew how to keep up appearances and make small talk, but he didn't, he takes it seriously, he takes it personally. As always, he argued, my father and especially my mother argued with him too, I tried to calm the situation, the argument didn't get heated like the others he'd had, but it was just one of many. My mother always compared me to him, saying that I was prettier, smarter, more popular at school, and I felt angry with her, but I represented that anger by hugging her, so she wouldn't find out until the day came. My brother was the black sheep, the strange one, the rude one, I feel bad about that, because he takes it personally, and I always say that he is the only person I really love in this world and also in this family, he was always severely bullied At school and at home things didn't change. We used to have heated discussions but nowadays we are more respectful. I mean before I disappeared from home leaving him and the rest of the family, today I'm 25, and he must be 30, from that moment on, I felt him more distant... I haven't spoken to him since 2020, but I'm still looking for him....