Hi guys, 🖐

It’s been a while since I posted here. Anyway, today I will be giving you some juicy details about something that happened to me this last Saturday.

So, my brother was sick( like very sick), and he was sleeping all day. Everyone in the house was panicking, especially me😔. I was so worried. So, we got him drugs and later finally got him to eat.

Before I knew it, I did his laundry for him and helped him do other stuff. Then, at a point, I sat down beside him to reminisce on the fun times we’ve had together. As I did this, I then remembered our funny little fights, where we’d yell at each other at the top of our lungs. And I will tell him- “I hate you.”

But now, as I sat beside his bedpost, I discovered that those words were not true. They were just words we said to each other when we were angry. I realized that I didn’t hate him, but rather I love him.

Although this experience was for a short period, as he got better later in the day, it taught me many things. It taught me that most of the time, we don’t mean what we say when we are angry. Most of the time, we are just hurt, pained, frustrated, and enraged, and we try to vent our anger in any way we can.

It also taught me that we should be careful of what we say when we are angry, as these words might hurt others and create an unintentional bridge between us.

So guys, let’s be mindful of the words we utter when we are angry.

So that will be all for now; I hope you guys enjoyed this and that you also learned from it.

I’ll see you guys later, have a great day, 👋.