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fatimah m's avatar

this resonates with me as we move into a new season of life where your siblings becomes partners, parents and are creating lives beyond you - life moves slowly until you realize your siblings are no longer teenagers but adults, how bittersweet this feeling tastes :,)

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Martin's avatar

I can't believe all the hurtful things I've forgiven my brother. For the first seven years of my life, I was an only child. His existence is an affront to my entitled self, and I'm a better person for it. Sometimes I think it's what grounds me to this planet and connects me to humanity. His presence in my life has cultivated within me the capacity to relate to other people. Of course I've hurt him countless times, I can't believe he talks to me still. Possibly even likes me. Sees in me something other than a monster. Maybe, maybe even loves me like I love him. I've always wanted to have an older sister. I feel her lack of presence very acutely in my life. She would've made me an even better person, but I've almost become accustomed to what feels like living without one arm, deficient in character and lacking in warmth. The last two years, I've been living together with my brother, and it's probably what has protected my sanity after my separation. Sometimes I think that men aren't supposed to live on their own, they turn into ugly creatures. Perhaps men were always meant to live together.

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