My idiot brother
Feb. 28th, 2006 09:31 pmSo my brother hasn't been talking to me for the last couple of weeks. He does this on occasion - usually it starts with him taking some comment of mine incredibly personally and bitching me out about it. Obviously I'm not going to talk to him when he's abusing me like that (and not acting at all rationally anyway), so I block him for a day or so. I'm guessing he's got me blocked and/or deleted too this time, since I haven't seen him online since.
Incidentally, these episodes usually take place during times when he's doing crap that he's ashamed of (though I usually only learn of this secondhand from our mum).
Anyway, it does annoy me (both that he doesn't like to face things that he doesn't like about himself and that he takes it out on me), but I've learned to deal with it. What really has pissed me off this time, though, is one of the stunts he pulled.
Apparently my mother got a call from him earlier today; he was in desperate need of a $50 loan until Thursday...something about his front alignment and brand-new tires being bald/screwed up (probably because he likes to streetrace with his friends at 1 AM, I'd guess). Obviously my mother isn't going to give it to him (although, as she confessed, it's pretty hard not to when it's your kid), so she starts asking him about other resources he might have available.
Now, for one of her marriages, my mother had this beautiful wedding ring set that I personally thought was gorgeous. The rings weren't textured at all, but they were made in this beautiful pattern of white gold, yellow gold, and Black Hills gold all interwoven to make a sort of fern pattern, like a wreath. Apparently she gave these rings to my brother some time ago as a family heirloom-type-thing.
He's already hocked them.
For (and this is the part that really pisses me off) $30. A beautifully worked set that was $1000 new.
Sentimental value aside, he could've gotten way more for them on eBay or some such. I'm also pissed off that he didn't ask me if I wanted them - I'm sure I could've found $50 or so to give him in exchange.
I don't even know why this is pissing me off so much. I really loved that ring set, but they're just things...it's not like I couldn't get the same set for Brian and myself if I looked hard enough. I think that it's more the fact that my brother isn't always as much of a dickhead as he's been acting lately; sometimes, in fact, he's a pretty cool guy. But the problem is, so long as he keeps acting like a dickhead, he, for all intents and purposes, is a dickhead. And I really don't like having a dickhead for a brother.
Wow, I'm really pissed off about this. I don't get this angry very often.
So far as the rings go, here's a message for the universe: I'd really like it if they could go to a loving young couple who wouldn't be able to afford such nice rings new...
Incidentally, these episodes usually take place during times when he's doing crap that he's ashamed of (though I usually only learn of this secondhand from our mum).
Anyway, it does annoy me (both that he doesn't like to face things that he doesn't like about himself and that he takes it out on me), but I've learned to deal with it. What really has pissed me off this time, though, is one of the stunts he pulled.
Apparently my mother got a call from him earlier today; he was in desperate need of a $50 loan until Thursday...something about his front alignment and brand-new tires being bald/screwed up (probably because he likes to streetrace with his friends at 1 AM, I'd guess). Obviously my mother isn't going to give it to him (although, as she confessed, it's pretty hard not to when it's your kid), so she starts asking him about other resources he might have available.
Now, for one of her marriages, my mother had this beautiful wedding ring set that I personally thought was gorgeous. The rings weren't textured at all, but they were made in this beautiful pattern of white gold, yellow gold, and Black Hills gold all interwoven to make a sort of fern pattern, like a wreath. Apparently she gave these rings to my brother some time ago as a family heirloom-type-thing.
He's already hocked them.
For (and this is the part that really pisses me off) $30. A beautifully worked set that was $1000 new.
Sentimental value aside, he could've gotten way more for them on eBay or some such. I'm also pissed off that he didn't ask me if I wanted them - I'm sure I could've found $50 or so to give him in exchange.
I don't even know why this is pissing me off so much. I really loved that ring set, but they're just things...it's not like I couldn't get the same set for Brian and myself if I looked hard enough. I think that it's more the fact that my brother isn't always as much of a dickhead as he's been acting lately; sometimes, in fact, he's a pretty cool guy. But the problem is, so long as he keeps acting like a dickhead, he, for all intents and purposes, is a dickhead. And I really don't like having a dickhead for a brother.
Wow, I'm really pissed off about this. I don't get this angry very often.
So far as the rings go, here's a message for the universe: I'd really like it if they could go to a loving young couple who wouldn't be able to afford such nice rings new...
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Date: 2006-03-01 12:57 pm (UTC)And also, yes, apart from the emotional/moral part of hocking those things...thirty bucks? Bloody hell. Even from your description I can tell they'd be worth more.
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Date: 2006-03-01 09:16 pm (UTC)Not true. They're things that represent something far more important: family. By essentially throwing them away it's akin to him saying that family doesn't mean shit to him.
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Date: 2006-03-01 09:58 pm (UTC)On the other hand, he's only 19, so he's got time to change. I just hope that he does.
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Date: 2006-03-03 06:59 am (UTC)He is very independent, as you are, and not inclined to take advice from anyone (least of all his attorney Mum or wise older sister who's been 19 not so long ago). This means that he has to "reinvent the wheel" over and over - which is hard on all of us who love him. Yet we don't pick our family the way we pick our friends. This leads me to believe that the challenge of loving difficult members of your kin can help us to grow in ways that we never would otherwise. I comfort myself with this thought and keep faith that Ace will remember someday soon that pact we made long ago to "love each other always, no matter what!" Thanks for caring enough about your brother to get mad! Love, Mum