Jonas Pandora

This story is about the name Jonas and dedicated to Jonas Furrer. Jonas, a dancing colleague of mine at Cot Arts in Rotterdam, was born in Switzerland. He's the youngest of three siblings. Both the middle children committed suicide. His sister committed suicide and ended up in a mental institution when she was quite young. Around 2010, his adoptive Asian brother jumped from a bridge. I saw a video on Facebook of Jonas playing a piano tune and singing at his brother's burial. Jonas is a really brilliant young man who also dances and plays music. After his siblings died, he received their inheritance and invested it in Rotterdam apartments. His oldest sister chose to put the money into a film about the death of the middle children. Jonas and his mother took part, while his father remained outside. I saw the movie and got a memory because I am also a middle kid. My family had abandoned me due of my internet work. A scene concerning his sister and his brother's wife triggered me. His brother has a secret compartment where he stored his own items. In this moment, his sister and wife open the box, which is shown in the film as a ceremony. I was baffled by his sister's decision and did not enjoy the film. Jonas also attempted to intercede in my family quarrel after I asked him to.He betrayed me by reversing the victim-perpetrator roles, much like my family. I started to wonder if his siblings felt the same way and could no longer trust him. What is your story about making decisions after someone died and opening the Pandora of a middle child and the name Jonas?