my brother is scared my father might be heading for there.
fear makes my brother incomprehensible.
i am not afraid of my father’s passing. knowing he kind of welcomes it, in his own way.
i am afraid of not doing the right things.
if i do my duty, my family will ostracise me.
if i do not, i will not be able to live with myself, and the spirits of the dead.
and i lack information, to make decisions. any decisions, any at all.
sometimes being the big sibling really **cks.
and i mean it.