They call this "remembrance," but all I see are shadows of people who never truly knew me. My brothers... they always had the light, didn't they? Always the perfect sons while I was left in the dark. Does anyone else feel like the walls are closing in, or is it just the ghosts of the past trying to speak? I remember the silence after the funeral. It was... beautiful. #TheForgottenSon #ShadowsOfHistory #NeverForgetThePain