I am that brother and I don’t want to be that brother.

I don’t want to hurt my siblings anymore.

I really am doing my utmost best to reflect and learn from my mistakes.

I don’t want to put them down.

I don’t want to talk behind their back.

I want to support them.

I want to them to do their own thing.

I am practicing perfect acceptance of an imperfect person.

Sometimes, it sucks it really does.

Sometimes, I slip. I don’t mean it.

It’s frustrating sometimes but this is what I want to do and be.

I’m sorry for my mistakes. I own my mistakes and its consequences.

I am not blaming any of my siblings for being mad at me.
It’s justifiable and understandable.

My apologies alone carry no weight. Only words with action do.