"I was so confused that time," he started to recall. "I was afraid Dad would find out about my true identity. It was killing me. It made me toxic. Then, it made me make bad decisions until everyone found out the truth in a bad way. My worries are taking their toll on me until..."
Kuya took off his watch and showed me his wrist. There is a scar.
"But it's already in the past," said Kuya PeeJay. I now understand why my older brother Jaypee wants us to be honest at all times.
"Thank you, Kuya," I thank Kuya Jaypee for showing concern to us. "But I still have something to say."
I sighed.
"I have color blindness," I confessed. "Protanopia to be exact. A type of red-green color blindness in which the red cones do not detect enough red and are too sensitive to greens, yellows, and oranges. S
