My brother.

I recently talked to my older brother Miguel, who is 27 and experienced a lot in his life, for example moving from Bolivia to Germany, losing his father who stayed in Bolivia, seeing him for the first time after 17 years, having a new stepfather, getting attacked by him, and so much more.

Now, a lot of things happened between and after all of that.

So much, that he doesn't want to talk to our mother anymore. He doesn't want his family anymore cause they "don't do him good" and he wants to be happy.

Well, I somehow understand him, but on the other hand, I don't get how you could ever leave your family behind. I know what it is like to lose a father, he's not dead, nor is he far away, to be honest, he's about 50 meters away in another room. I know what it is like to suddenly feel hate for someone, cause he did something wrong, but our mother?

Our mother went through so much more than you can imagine. She married with 17, got her first child with 18, had 4 misscarriages after that, my brother Miguel after that, my other brother Jorge was not even born when she went to Germany, pregnant in month 8. Alone, with nothing but almost 3 children, in a country where she couldn't even talk to anyone although she's german, having no money. Marrying an abusive and addicted man, who happens to be my father and my brother Patrick's aswell. Divorce, back together, breaking up, marrying and now, hopefully, a divorce. This is the reason he doesn't want to talk to her anymore, because she decided to take back the man who got her into so much trouble, I would like not to go deeper into this, but I can tell, he is the devil. And there is really no person on earth that I "hate" as much as him. Well, I'd say "hate" is a very strong word, let's say I just REALLLY dislike him and sometimes it goes into hate. He also scares me, honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if he would kill someone...

Anyway, my brother doesn't talk to my mom anymore and I had to search for almost 5 years to get the connection to him back and I must say... I don't understand him.

I know he is a very strict person, I know he is about work, intelligence and knowledge.

But what I didn't know is that those events changed him so much.

He told me to give up in trying to change my family. I told him I won't.

He told me I should first think about myself and then other people. How could I ever put myself in the first position? I want to change the world, and that starts with my family.

Sadly, I am one of the few people who talks to everyone in the family. And my family is big!

My mother doesn't talk to my brother, cause he said she killed our granduncle. The opposite is right, she saved his life after my uncle made him become even more ill.

My family is very strange, but as I said before, I will never ever stop trying to make Peace between them and telling them my opinion. You can either call me insane, like my brother does, or you can do your part and try to make Peace between people.

Well, that's it for now.

L.O.V.E. Patricia