12/19/22 (#4)

my brother is in the throes of his first serious heartbreak. he and his ex dated for about two years, and they recently broke up and he’s just been having a tough time with it. they live in the same apartment complex and work at the same place, so there’s just been zero separation and time to heal or have any space.

I have a melancholic personality – I’ve written before about my struggles with depression and anxiety. my brother is the opposite – he is the happiest guy I know. he is so sweet, funny, easygoing, and just overall happy go lucky. so to see him so sad and taking this breakup so hard is extremely jarring for all of us, and I wish like hell that I could be the one going through this heartbreak instead of him. I haven’t been heartbroken since I was like a sophomore in college but I would still switch places with him, no hesitation.

I just feel bad. I hate seeing him sad, and even though saying things like “it will get better” is 100% true, it means very little when you’re in the thick of it. but, he is moving back home soon. he needs a soft place to land and he needs some serious space from the circumstances of this breakup. I can’t wait to watch him heal and come back to his old self.

things I am grateful for: the resiliency of the heart; the truth in the statement that “time heals all wounds,”; and the four of us all living in the same city again.