The World is Out to Get Him
My brother is the worst. He may be depressed or addicted to his computer or something like that, but he’s just terrible with everybody around him. To him, everybody is stupid, nobody cares about him, and the entire world is out to get him and keeping him from achieving anything. He’s 28, without a job, living with our father.
Meanwhile, our poor father is doing all he can to help him, but there’s nothing to be done. This is, of course, after our mother gave up helping him after many years of putting up with him. In the meantime, my brother has been tormenting everyone who dares talk to him. When visiting my father a few years ago, I saw my brother very briefly.
It was tough for him because I’m getting on with my life. I have my own home, a cool job I love, I’m getting married, money isn’t an issue…and he on the other hand is alone, living at his dad’s, without a job. We talked, again briefly. He tried and tried again to find ways in which he was better than me or to say that I’m stupid. He got frustrated, called me names, and left.