So, yesterday was supposed to be all about sibling bonds, but it turned into a reminder of how complicated family can be. You know how some holidays just don't live up to expectations? Yeah, this was one of those.
I've got this tradition of reaching out to my guy cousins for Rakshabandhan since I don't have brothers. Usually, it's a nice little exchange - nothing fancy, just a quick "Hey, thinking of you" kind of thing. But this year? Radio silence from one of them. Let's call him Dev.
At first, I brushed it off. People get busy, right? But then I saw him commenting on stuff in our family group chat. Ouch. Talk about being left on read.
The weird part is, Dev and I generally get along fine. He even made this sweet post about his sister today. It just hit different, you know? Like, oh right, I'm not actually part of that sibling circle.
Mom dropped some truth bombs later, mentioning how this isn't exactly new. Apparently, back in the day when we'd send actual rakhis, they'd never even say thanks. I'd totally forgotten about all the heartfelt letters I used to write too. Guess they're still collecting dust somewhere.
I'm trying not to let it get to me, but it's hard not to feel a little... I don't know, forgotten? Unimportant? It's just a text, but sometimes it's the little things that speak volumes.
Muje toh real sister ne call nhi ki. Aap cousins ki baat kr re ho. I messaged her late night asking if she had been busy. She asked why I am reacting like this. Lol
Lol sad... Mene bhi apne saghe bhai ko rakhi nahi bheji. He has made my life hell for the last one year... usne apne engagement ke bare mei bhi nahi bataya 🤣 maa baap bhi shamil they ismei.
Bhai bhai🤣🤣🤣 meri bhen is in different time zone. Probably that was reason Not this 🤣🤣
Only you are capable of hurting yourself through expecting too much of others. Probably time to lower your expectations or at least reassess.
@LooseGoose Bro, u seem very matured person, what's ur age and do you self talk and stuff?, because I can relate to your opinions mostly and I also think that way straight forward, crispy and on point.
This is some Buddha level shit OP
I stopped tying rakhi ever since my own brother hit me with a coffee table back in 2013. Neither do I talk to him anymore nor do I expect anything in return from him. I have been on my own most of the times even if there would be a group of boys teasing me. He hardly ever protected me or cared enough to know if I am coming home safe late at night after coaching which usually ends by 8:30 PM. Don't waste your energy on people who don't care for you.
I am sorry 😐
Coffee table! I am dying 🤣🤣🤣
“Count those who count you. Never cross oceans for people who would never cross even puddles for you”. Hope you would give this statement a thought and act accordingly. Feel free to send me a rakhi instead and I’d return the gesture by sending you my warm wishes and chocolates.
A personal rule that I follow is never persue one sided relationship. It has made my life so much easier.
Also I don't have a sister so take this 💰 and 💕 from your internet brother.
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