So I recently found out that I’m a part of another family. Like, a few months ago. I suspected it for a while, but I only found out for sure recently. I have a bunch of brothers in my actual family.
Thing is… I mean, I’ve known about them for a while. Never really had the chance to get to know them, and I don’t think I will. But there’s this one brother that… well… I didn’t know he was my brother. And I’ve kind of had feelings for him for about six years now.

I feel more for him than I have for anyone else. And try as I might, I can’t make it go away. And I don’t mean s***** attraction (I mean, sure, it happens every once in a while where I think about it a bit, but only a bit). I mean romantic attraction.

And I’m really frickin’ confused. I mean, I’ll never really get to know him, so it’s never gonna matter. But the fact that I still… love? Like. Whatever… him so much makes me feel weird.
What are we but souls in bodies? If a soul is attracted to a soul, is it ever wrong? If we weren’t related, it wouldn’t matter at all. But we are. So it does.

There have been rumors of i***** about them already. Maybe it’s a family thing? Of course, nothing’s proven, and it’s probably not true.

Ugh. I don’t know anymore. I’m a bad person. I feel like love should never be bad. But it is in this case.
How do I get myself into situations like this….