My brother: My brother and I were inseparable growing up. That's because we were forced to be in each other's presence. We shared a room, went to the same schools, were involved in the same Boy Scout troop, and had a few mutual friends. Growing up he treated my like a typical older brother, he would get angry at me, belittle me, inflict pain on me, and make me feel bad. No matter how many times I told my parents, they always said the same thing, "it's just a phase." But it wasn't 'just a phase'. It would continue throughout high school, and even right now as I'm going through college. You think he would grow up by now, right? Wrong. What's sad is he thinks he's better than me when the fact is, we're not that different. We both graduated in the top quarter of our respective high school classes, were both Eagle Scouts, and we both attended the best universities in the state of Texas.
It has now been 6 months since I last spoke to him. His behavior has been immature and very childish. I hope he matures by the time he gets back home. If he doesn't, well, I don't like to think about it really. I'm just rambling here.
To be honest it feels good to be back.
