I Love My Brother
I Feel Bad For Him...
I feel nostalgic about the good times I shared with my brother. Not that we dont share good times anymore but i remember how when i was a younger, all the way back to when i was 13 and how i'd go out with him in his car and drive around and go out for lunch, things were better then somehow and he was happy. His life was on the rise and his company was doing well until recently when things just became harder for him and now he's going to lose his company and he's had enough of that life. He’s really stressed out and i know life gets him down.
I find it strange, i used to so look up to him and he seemed to know all of the answers, his life seemed great and i wanted to be just like him when i grew up, i never had a father figure and my brother was the closest thing i had in that role. He's still around but things aren’t the same anymore, i'm older now and we're both busy, we still go out for lunch and hang out around home but i miss how when i was younger we'd always go travelling, how safe i felt around him.
Now instead i find myself having gone beyond my brother, not in terms of his success yet but i feel as if somehow, he's no longer that figure who i looked up to, i feel somehow that i've surpassed him and that as he now falls, so do i rise. But perhaps that is dramatic, he still leads a good life however he is having do adjust and change to things, he wants to find a new line of work.
Whatever happens i know that we will always care for one another but right now i feel bad for him, he worked really hard and it sucks to see it all start falling apart like this, it comes as a real shock to me as he seemed so unstoppable.
We've always been opposites with one another, he the logical and more maths driven, was interested in business and a strong love for the extreme things and me, more introvert, more creative and wanting to be a writer, wanted to explore myself rather than take the huge risks he'd take.
Perhaps as he fails in his dream i will succeed in mine?
I feel nostalgic about the good times I shared with my brother. Not that we dont share good times anymore but i remember how when i was a younger, all the way back to when i was 13 and how i'd go out with him in his car and drive around and go out for lunch, things were better then somehow and he was happy. His life was on the rise and his company was doing well until recently when things just became harder for him and now he's going to lose his company and he's had enough of that life. He’s really stressed out and i know life gets him down.
I find it strange, i used to so look up to him and he seemed to know all of the answers, his life seemed great and i wanted to be just like him when i grew up, i never had a father figure and my brother was the closest thing i had in that role. He's still around but things aren’t the same anymore, i'm older now and we're both busy, we still go out for lunch and hang out around home but i miss how when i was younger we'd always go travelling, how safe i felt around him.
Now instead i find myself having gone beyond my brother, not in terms of his success yet but i feel as if somehow, he's no longer that figure who i looked up to, i feel somehow that i've surpassed him and that as he now falls, so do i rise. But perhaps that is dramatic, he still leads a good life however he is having do adjust and change to things, he wants to find a new line of work.
Whatever happens i know that we will always care for one another but right now i feel bad for him, he worked really hard and it sucks to see it all start falling apart like this, it comes as a real shock to me as he seemed so unstoppable.
We've always been opposites with one another, he the logical and more maths driven, was interested in business and a strong love for the extreme things and me, more introvert, more creative and wanting to be a writer, wanted to explore myself rather than take the huge risks he'd take.
Perhaps as he fails in his dream i will succeed in mine?
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