Growing up we fought a lot. Always hitting each other and yelling when we disagreed. That was our siblingship. We hated each other but loved each other. My first best friend. Brother, I miss you. I miss hanging out all the time and talking about life.
My brother and I used to be best friends expecially as teens. Thats where we learned a lot about our emotions together and seperately. No one knew my brother was schitzophrenic. There were signs but we didn’t have knowledge of them.
Unfortunately my little brother, best friend fell. When he fell, he tried to get back up but just couldn’t seem to do it. I wish things were different but thats the acceptance of life.
Your not crazy little brother. You are unique, so smart, Strong. You have the Courage, Strength, and Love in yourself. I believe in you. I hope that you can forgive me for the hurtful words and pain I caused you. I forgive you for the behavior that was and is not yours. I miss you little brother! Love you