My brothers and sisters they teach me they praise me they protect me they help me they love me our siblings are there for us when no one is siblings are the people we turn to when we don't know who to talk to our siblings know our secrets and our mistakes but they still love us for who we are anyway
My brothers and sisters I have two brothers and two sisters my second brother is the brother that I'm the closest to me my second sister is the sister that I'm the closest to for me the person that I turn to the most out of all of them is my sister that I'm the closest to she has dealt with OCD for so many years watching her struggle and having no one else understand her has been hard for me but it's been the hardest for her this year my brother that I'm the closest to reveal to me that he has depression it hurts to know that he's been to that dark place I never wanted anyone to know what that feels like to be depressed and to know that my brother struggles with it I felt sad hurt helpless because there's nothing I can do to help him growing up with my sister and watching her struggle with OCD I felt as though I constantly had to defend her from my mother from my siblings because they didn't understand they didn't understand what was wrong with her they would constantly tell her that she was crazy but I understood her to a certain extent every time she would close a door she would have to tap the door knob 4 time yes I will admit that it was a little annoying and frustrating at times but I understood that it wasn't something she could control that it was something she just had to do instead of tearing her down and making it worse with my words I just stood back and try to understand her although there was times that her OCD made it hard for us to be close I didn't let her push me away even though there were times when she wanted to she would try but I would just give her space because I understood how she felt because I knew instead of making it worse I needed to understand her and give her time because it was something that she had to go through something that she had to learn to control on her own
we fight like crazy and sometimes hate each other and at the end of the day will always be there for one another that's what being brothers and sisters is so to my brothers and sisters we may not always understand each other but I'll always Love you
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