Family relationships, hard ones indeed. Especially between brothers. Personally, I do think it depends on the situation. For instance, in my case the difference of age between me and my older brother is large. Like for 10 years; therefore, it was hard for us to get along once I started growing up. I was never upstaged by my brother in any field.

 

However, he did boss me around many times cause I was kind of insecure. It´d also be important to mention the fact that our father didn´t actually support us completely and catered for our every need. Thus, José, that´s how my brother is called, felt obligated to help out as much as he could. He did a pretty good job at the beginning.

 

However, as time went by, he stopped listening, and started being remiss in his acquired duty. That´s why we started fighting and the relationship broke down. Luckily for us, we made up after two years of not talking to each other. He finally latched onto the the fact that I had a say. I myself leaned that giving him a shoddy treatment as retaliation was not the answer. Besides, I actually had to go into overdrive to catch up with my studies. Every single experience help us grow, though many of them is not pleasant.

 

One of the things I used to do in my free time while still not talking to my brother was to lock into my old garret to write stuff I could later use to create this blog. Anyhow, I keep going off on a tangent. One particular thing I´d like to mention though, is how we both are besotted by foreign languages. Never had I imagined I was gonna end up writing like he did.