I realise it’s not the best way of doing things, but over a couple of drinks, I told my brother that I love him. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t drunk, and it was sincere brotherly love, and I spoke to him about our childhood and asked him how he felt about “the L-word” not really being discussed as we grew up. It didn’t seem to have affected him the same way I feel it has affected me, but he could relate to some of what I was saying.
It’s a start in telling my family that I love them, and it felt nice to feel like a real brother for once. I love my li’l bro to bits and have finally told him, and heard him say the same to me. I am happy :)
