This is my brother Dylan. I call him my baby but he’s flourishing into a big boy noyw. He is 9 years old. His favourite thing to do is play games, especially Roblox. He’s very intelligent,well-spoken, hilarious, kind, empathetic, sympathetic, helpful and a wonderful person. Yes being his sister I am biased, but everyone else thinks he’s wonderful, too. He is just like your normal child, but he’s better.
I’m sick & disabled. I spend my time in bed, most of the time alone sleeping. For about half an hour each day Dylan comes to me, and those times are the highlight of my days. He’s so funny and consciously makes an effort to cheer me up on the bad days. He doesn’t make a big deal when I whine in pain, he just cuddles me.
I’m incredibly hypersensitive. My body feels bruised so hugs aren’t my thing. But he’s irresistible! So I let him cuddle me. He’s small, light and gentle. This. Kid. Is. Perfect. I’m really picky and need a lot of help, but he willingly does it. He will do things to help me. He is just the light of my life. The sunshine on my darkest days.
A few weeks ago I had a really rough day, no sleep I felt dreadful and was very grumpy. I didn’t want to talk to anyone, I just wanted that day to be over. But he came in to see me and had me laughing in spite of the pain, even though I couldn’t bear noise and everything. The other day he did it again. I was crying in the morning in pain, he came in to say bye before school but he managed to instantly cheer me up! I couldn’t do this without him. My depression is worse when I haven’t seen him for a few days. It’s like I get Dylan withdrawals haha! He’s my soulmate.
I am so grateful to have him in my life. He’s my favourite person in the world, and everyone knows it, sorry dad.
OH and let’s just add, he’s so handsome!!!
Everyone needs a Dylan. I know for a lot of people, their pets bring them this joy on their bad days. What brings you joy no matter what?