Today, there are times when I come to think that what if my brother is still alive? Would I be the same person as I am right now or would I be different?
Wala gyud kay mahimo anang sige nimo'g ulaw-ulaw.
A lot of people has been telling me now that when I was still a kid, I was different than who I am right now, they say that I was “bibo.” I don’t know if losing that side of me has something to do with losing my brother or it’s just part of growing up as a teenager.
I can say that I’m more of an introvert person because I don't like talking a lot and I kind of get annoyed with noisy people/surroundings. I prefer small but not awkward talks.
My mother constantly reminds me that I can’t gain anything if I would let my shyness take place of me, and that I should start practicing engaging with people.