I don't normally make a thread about my personal life but this one's really a personal one. I might have mentioned before that I have 2 older brothers who I've said are very dear to me. They're both aware of the fact I post on GAF as they lurk here. One of them, the older one who has a kid and lives with his gf, fought with her the other day causing him to flee back home. Well tonight, that all changed when I lashed out at him for nitpicking a small thing which was the last straw for him. All because he was complaining about the fact that we had too many web browser tabs open. Typically what happens is my brother fights with his girlfriend every now and then, he comes back home-his bed dusty and full of books- and scrutinizes us for things we should do/don't have because he's accustomed to living with his middle class girlfriend who buys nicer stuff because she can afford it.
It went global with him threatening to leave the apartment and me telling him he wasn't welcome here. I let him have it and he cursed me out, called me out on my flaws (I'd never seen a single vagina), my social status (he works at Wall Street), telling me I was frustrated, vowing never again to come back, tears in his eyes; the first time I'd seen it in over a decade. He grabbed his stuff, stormed out the apartment with my mother begging him not to go at his heels and announced that he would head to my father's house. My eldest brother watched the events unfold.
So after several minutes of processing what had happened-my mother wailing in her bedroom over why I did it-I realized something. It dawned on me that I made a huge mistake and I need to apologize as soon as we both cool down. I caused a terrible rift between our relationship. I've calmed down but I know he hasn't so I'll give it some time until he does.
At this moment, my mother has stopped wailing. I know GAF, I know: Jipan done goof real badly. And now I'm going to fix it. I'm not a person who has a high sense of pride like he does (my father also shares this BS machismo complex which is why I haven't seen him in over 2 years). I own up to my mistakes when the time comes; I face my problems head on. And I'll be honest with you all OT GAF when I say that I miss my tech geek of a brother.
We haven't hung out in ages because he's busy with work, busy with his own family, making his mark in the professional world. I'm in college trying to make something of myself as an aspiring concept artist.
We promised we would stick together for our mother's sake. Pictures of the trio throughout different ages showed that; the one of us as babies cemented the fact that we're brothers for life, best friends for life. I love my brothers to death even though we all have different goals and aspirations.
So GAF, I'm not really asking for advice, I'm asking you to support me as I intend to call him eventually and apologize. I'm intending to try to meet up with him at a bar and talk like two grown men; the days of playing split screen co-op games together long gone. Thank you for taking the time to read this well crafted post that I wrote from my phone. I hate writing sappy posts in all honesty.
It went global with him threatening to leave the apartment and me telling him he wasn't welcome here. I let him have it and he cursed me out, called me out on my flaws (I'd never seen a single vagina), my social status (he works at Wall Street), telling me I was frustrated, vowing never again to come back, tears in his eyes; the first time I'd seen it in over a decade. He grabbed his stuff, stormed out the apartment with my mother begging him not to go at his heels and announced that he would head to my father's house. My eldest brother watched the events unfold.
So after several minutes of processing what had happened-my mother wailing in her bedroom over why I did it-I realized something. It dawned on me that I made a huge mistake and I need to apologize as soon as we both cool down. I caused a terrible rift between our relationship. I've calmed down but I know he hasn't so I'll give it some time until he does.
At this moment, my mother has stopped wailing. I know GAF, I know: Jipan done goof real badly. And now I'm going to fix it. I'm not a person who has a high sense of pride like he does (my father also shares this BS machismo complex which is why I haven't seen him in over 2 years). I own up to my mistakes when the time comes; I face my problems head on. And I'll be honest with you all OT GAF when I say that I miss my tech geek of a brother.
We haven't hung out in ages because he's busy with work, busy with his own family, making his mark in the professional world. I'm in college trying to make something of myself as an aspiring concept artist.
We promised we would stick together for our mother's sake. Pictures of the trio throughout different ages showed that; the one of us as babies cemented the fact that we're brothers for life, best friends for life. I love my brothers to death even though we all have different goals and aspirations.
So GAF, I'm not really asking for advice, I'm asking you to support me as I intend to call him eventually and apologize. I'm intending to try to meet up with him at a bar and talk like two grown men; the days of playing split screen co-op games together long gone. Thank you for taking the time to read this well crafted post that I wrote from my phone. I hate writing sappy posts in all honesty.
