I really appreciate that, he wasn’t a good man, my brother that is. To most he’d be remembered as a statistic but he was a man no less, and my brother no more. Yet he was killed in the streets like an animal, it saddens me.
I’m sorry you lost yours too, please take my love and hope for your grieving to find comfort. Thank you for sharing yours, thank you for gifting me companionship in something so horrid.
My brother wasn’t a good person either, at least not most of the time. He always, always made me feel safe though. I never got to tell him how much he meant to me, and he never got to see his nieces and nephews.
I’m glad you feel less alone, and myself, and likely others in your life, are here for you <3
God that sparked a sadness, he never meant to hurt me. He was just a child of abuse and had mental issues, I do too. When I was growing up he saved enough money to buy me a bike, back in Mexico. He loved so pure when he could.
He’ll also never get to see his nieces and nephews. Never a chance.
A large amount of people have gone through terrible things, and many, if not most, end up feeling forced to do terrible things. Yet in the end they were people, and his acts of goodness were towards you. Cherish that even in a world set to do everything it could to make him into something else, he chose to be your loving brother. He was a good person in a bad place.
It was my pleasure to share. I wish you the best, and if you need someone, please reach out <3
I really appreciate that, he wasn’t a good man, my brother that is. To most he’d be remembered as a statistic but he was a man no less, and my brother no more. Yet he was killed in the streets like an animal, it saddens me.
I’m sorry you lost yours too, please take my love and hope for your grieving to find comfort. Thank you for sharing yours, thank you for gifting me companionship in something so horrid.
I don’t feel so alone.
My brother wasn’t a good person either, at least not most of the time. He always, always made me feel safe though. I never got to tell him how much he meant to me, and he never got to see his nieces and nephews.
I’m glad you feel less alone, and myself, and likely others in your life, are here for you <3
God that sparked a sadness, he never meant to hurt me. He was just a child of abuse and had mental issues, I do too. When I was growing up he saved enough money to buy me a bike, back in Mexico. He loved so pure when he could.
He’ll also never get to see his nieces and nephews. Never a chance.
Thank you ever so kindly for sharing.
A large amount of people have gone through terrible things, and many, if not most, end up feeling forced to do terrible things. Yet in the end they were people, and his acts of goodness were towards you. Cherish that even in a world set to do everything it could to make him into something else, he chose to be your loving brother. He was a good person in a bad place.
It was my pleasure to share. I wish you the best, and if you need someone, please reach out <3