Why Is It So Hard to Be Nice to My Brother? 😅

Sometimes I wonder why being nice to my brother feels like running a marathon with untied shoes. We argue over the smallest things—like who left the milk out or whose turn it is to take out the trash. It’s so easy to get annoyed and forget all the good stuff he does, like making me laugh when I’m down or helping me with my homework (even if he teases me about it later). Last week, I tried to clean his room as a surprise, but he thought I was snooping. That made me realize how often I take him for granted. I started thinking about all the times he’s had my back, and how a simple “thanks” or “I love you” could mean the world to him. Do you ever feel like it’s easier to criticize your sibling than to praise them? I’d love to hear your stories—maybe we can all figure out how to be a little nicer to our brothers together. 🫶 #SiblingStruggles #FamilyLife #BrotherlyLove #FamilyRelationships