Jake

Another PCOS post.
Bare with me.

This morning my brother and I got in a pretty rough argument. I think a lot of his anger and frustration lately comes from being left in the dark about my health lately. My mom, my dad and I haven't told him much, for good reason. See, Jake has an amazing heart. He can be very rude and hurtful sometimes, but on the inside, he is one of the greatest healers I know. When I'm hurt, Jake is hurting. He feels through others and is just a very passionate kid. I love him with everything, even in arguments like ours this morning.
The main reason we haven't told him much about all this is because we didn't want to scare him, or make him worry without definite reason. That, and honestly it's a little akward to tell my baby brother about anything that has the words "ovaries", "period", or "sex". We're close, but not on that level.
He always gives in and apologizes first, and today he surprised me. Instead of immediately throwing out the usual hug and "sorry", he sat down next to me and explained that he realized he hurt me this morning. He didn't understand that telling me to "up the medication" really hit hard, until I stopped yelling and just broke down to tears.  He said he doesn't want to step on my toes anymore about it, but he needed to know what was going on because he had almost no inside of anything about it.
I explained it all to him. In the easiest way for a 16 year old boy to hear, excluding the words you giggle at when you hear them in Sex Ed. He listened. He cried. And he said he was sorry, for everything I'm going through right now.
He doesn't know I was watching, but I watched that red head get on the internet and search for PCOS on google, and read about it all. The symptoms, the q&a's, the treatments. He has wanted to know what this was for a while, and I think that we (my mom, dad and I) actually hindered him in keeping so much from him.
It was a rough morning today, but I feel that the house has settled and my mood has too. And knowing that Jake knows what I'm going through, and what I might go through later in life, makes me feel a lot better.