Now it's time to talk about a pain different from the heartbreak from love. Relatives.

When you hear this word, you probably roll your eyes, and your mood sinks. I know. I'm there as well. But I want to explain myself, and to give the earnest advice I've ever given.

When I was a kid, I liked my relatives a bit. They were funny to me and sometimes, I was getting gifts. A child's mind. But as I grew up, I finally understood why they were never visiting or spending holidays with us.

Interests. Money. Hate. 3 powerful words that I couldn't dislike more when together. My father was always a softie to them, and my mother was basically a stranger since she married into this family.

I have relatives, one specifically I can say, who is willing to break up a relationship with one brother, just for a piece of land. And because the land is money. I couldn't do that for everything. I think that even our own house is being targeted because the papers for it are more complicated than A Study In Scarlet for John Watson when he first got to know Holmes. And I'm saying this because it has already happened.

To other relatives, I'm not specifically attached, and sometimes I don't know whether to be joyful or sad for this. I grew up with the mentality of being one day married and joining a new family. So I can say I didn't make an effort to be attached to them just to spare some pain.

I'm saying my mood sinks when I think about them because they all seem so distant to me that I can't help but take them as a whole. And because I don't know how far human greed can go. And I'm sad and fearful because my brother can't even finish what he started because of them. And because all they do is complain and ask for everything.

If you ever find yourself in a situation where you have to share something with someone, just share it rightfully, or, if you are willing, let them have it all. In my situation, I swear by the heavens that I couldn't compete with my brother for a damn piece of land. Those are just money. And yes, as you may think, money can't seem to mean something to me. It's not because I'm rich, but I think being able to age together with your brother beats all the money in the world. Like really, you can just work for them as a right human being. Why would you have to go to such extremes just for some money? A brother isn't someone you can break up with. It's not a lover. It's not a friend. It's your blood. It's your face. Your other-self. The two of you are the result of your parents' love. 

Despite this mess, I still couldn't bring myself to fight with my brother. Between money, sharing that piece of land, and aging together, I choose the latter one. The parents will be gone one day. And that day you will realize that a sibling is the only proof of them existing. You need to care for each other, and to take care of each other. If the issue comes one day, I'm either gonna live with him, and for a big family, with our children, in a house where relatives exist, not like my case, or give it all to him. Because he deserves it. Because he worked for it. Because it's not my place, for I didn't do anything with my life, to tell him how to do anything. 

Money is made to cross the world. Travel the world. Spend money. Buy a nice house. Redecorate. But please. Don't. Ever. Fight. For. Them. Needless to say, but don't fight especially with your sibling. Why? Because isn't worth it. You are going to break a bond that's been there from the moment you were born, for some money. And guess what. You are going to lose that money. This is karma. Those aren't money earned honestly. And what isn't made honestly and with all your soul, it's not going to resist. So think about it. Money or a happy little life with your other soul? Choose wisely. 

Did you do my last exercise? Who have you forgiven? And whom did you ask for forgiveness? Whatever you did, I'm proud of you. It takes a lot of power to do even one thing from those two. But you didn't forget the daily one, did you? What are you being grateful for today? I'm grateful for working hard today, and for easing, even a little bit, the burden of my mom. I'm grateful for doing my best today. 

Remember: growing apart from your sibling is like separating the leaf from the flower. Neither resists after that.