Anybody that knows me or that keeps up with my blog and social media knows that majority of the time I am posting on my blog at least 2-3 times a week, I try my best to work on my website everyday whether it be writing content or taking pictures. I get home from an 8 hour shift and I am straight back to my desk typing away and don’t get me wrong I bloody love it, but sometimes we all need a break even from the things we adore. This week I’ve felt down in the dumps and also haven’t been able to eat properly because it feels like I’m swallowing razor blades, yet despite feeling groggy that isn’t actually the reason I have taken a blogging break this week. Here is the real reason…
MY BROTHER IS.
On Sunday I arrived home around tea time, I went straight into my brother who welcomed me with the loveliest smile and said that he had missed me (I’d only been gone for a night) but still. I sat on his bed and we talked for a while and told each other jokes – I was laughing and best of all so was he.
People reading this that have siblings might think well yes that’s what brother and sisters do laugh and fight. For me, it’s a little different because some days I get home from work and my brother hasn’t moved out of his bed all day and looks so pale and depressed. I can barely get a conversation out of him a lot of the time so the days that I see him so very happy and talkative I cherish it – which is why this week I decided to take a break.
After having a typical chat on Sunday we went downstairs and he taught me some boxing – that is when I caught in the corner of my eye a glimpse of my dad’s smile. Both my mum and dad looked so happy and relieved that Kyle was out of his room and laughing with us all.
That night I lay in bed thinking about what a beautiful evening I had with my brother, I thought about how difficult it must be for him to feel so alone – in fact I thought many of thoughts. I had a sudden sense of guilt that I come home from work every day to blog, and I know my brother is completely fine with that because he wants me to do what makes me happy but a little bit of guilt sprung upon me. So, I decided that this week my time would be dedicated all to him. And that is the real reason I haven’t blogged or been on social media as much this week!
And what a fantastic week we have had.
From boxing training in our living room to sitting watching the National Television Awards with a tub of Ben & Jerrys it was all bloooomin fun.
Not only has it been a fun week but it has been a blessing for me to see my brother smile for more than one odd day and to hear him laugh for several more days.
Oh and may I add I am still bloody praising him despite him waking me up at 2am, 4am and 5:30am every night to ask me random questions like: his date of birth or if I want a Jaffa cake!! A bloody Jaffa cake at 4am.
So to anyone that has got this far…
Be there for someone whether they have mental health or not.
Drop your exercise class for a night.
Drop cooking tea – get a takeaway.
Drop cleaning your bathroom – do it tomorrow.
Drop scrolling through social media – look at someone and talk to them instead.
Be there for your loved ones – you never know when you might need someone to be there for you.