actually, i always knew about that issue because we've discussed it before but as the years past, it slowly became something of a distance away. that night however, i was reminded about it again. only this time, quite seriously.
i'll admit, even though i knew it was coming, i was still kind of unprepared. thus, my mood was really affected. really. i turned..well, sad. i couldnt help it. i still cant.
i realised there was no one i could really talk to about how i felt about that issue. and then, i recalled how Marc ''knocked some sense" (haha) into me at a conversation a few nights back.
all right, that was what i was gonna do. i was gonna talk to my brother about it. and i did.
it worked. i broke the 'phantom ice' between us both, and at the same time, i felt so much better. :) that's cool.
of course, the issue's still here and it wont go away for the next 6 months. but i
(dont worry, the issue here's not a relationship issue, neither do i have an illness. but dont ask as well. i'd prefer it.)