Random Rant

I am only going to write quickly on one thing I never really thought about before until now.

My brothers are assholes. My brother Pat uses my parents completely and lies to them. He has been verbally abusive to both me and my mother (mostly to me) and he almost ruined many occasions with his stupiditiy. He never tells ANYONE in my family he "loves them" or "appreciates them." He never shares anything about himself. He lacks the fundamental skills to have a completely compassionate relationship with someone.
Joel is distant. He did that on purpose a long time ago. He never attempted to make a relationship with ANYONE in my family ever. I would even call what we barely have a "relationship."

The reason I write about that is this. Greg's mom called him the other day while we were hanging out in my room. Holy Lord, that had to be the sweetest conversation I have ever heard in my entire life. He and his mom seemed to have a bond, which is something my parents never established with their sons. He never told his mom "fuck you" or anything (something that goes on a LOT in my family). I didn't even understand. I know this is strange, but the kindness he showed toward his mother practically moved me to tears. My brothers would NEVER show any kindness or respect or love to my mom, that is to say, if they ever even called each other in the first place. My brothers are assholes who set up a false impression of men for me. Greg proved me wrong, and I am so thankful.

Not only that, Greg told me about how he was protecting his sister from getting hit on at a bar. My brothers would never stick up for me in that type of situation. I have finally met someone that helped me change my opinion on the generalizations I make toward men.