I miss my little brother, Phillip.
Did you know he was so chaotic and energetic as a child that they thought he was possessed by a demon? I think while I was off gathering wood in the forest some adults attempted to exorcise him. Not confirmed, but he seemed awfully smug.
I have a hunch that he took that as an opportunity to give everyone a panic by putting up a performance, pretending that he was possessed, and had to tamp down his chaotic behaviors after in order to ensure the belief.
Perhaps later on his internalized this and began to think that he was actually possessed, teachings were harsh, and they taught you to be harsher on yourself.
I know if he had entered the demon realm with me as a child, he would have thrived, he would have lived, he would have been who he wanted to be. We would be free. Maybe in another life, another world, that did happen.
I will forever remember my younger brother so fondly.