Insinuations, euphemisms, gossip, superciliousness are make up his conversation. He always contradicts himself. He has proven that without the shadow of any doubt that he is a hypocrite. If it is possible he will try never to listen, but when he does – he likes to interrupt and starts arguing. Every conversation degrades into a pointless and meaningless argument. All sense of fun and levity has gone from him, perhaps it was never there.
He derides anyone with a sense of homeliness, warmth and closeness. He finds it discomfiting to laugh out loud at something which is genuinely funny because he is so used to ridiculing and scoffing at everything. It is apparent his has all but lost his sense of humour.
He cannot tell the difference between opinion and fact – he mixes both of them up. When gossip is not involved in any conversation – he starts an extensive interrogation seeking every tiny detail which is actually a desperate bid to find fault so that he can start an argument. He does not like be laughed at, for his patently absurd behaviour.
He however never hesitates to ridicule anyone or anything even though it may not deserve to be. It is as if lives and breathes contempt of everything. His ability to empathise does not exist. He sees himself as some kind incredibly superior being – he even considers his contradictory behaviour as something lesser beings cannot understand.
He came to live with me. But felt out of place and was extraordinarily formal and pretentious. Although I told him treat my house as his home – yet he does not want to do that – he prefers to distant himself from everything. Whenever he is out, he calls me up to find out if he can come over to my place. Although I have told several time that he is always welcome it does not matter, he still asks my permission as thoght I would say that he is not allowed to come over. All this incredibly bizarre – because he is not a stranger – he is none other than my own brother.
He derides anyone with a sense of homeliness, warmth and closeness. He finds it discomfiting to laugh out loud at something which is genuinely funny because he is so used to ridiculing and scoffing at everything. It is apparent his has all but lost his sense of humour.
He cannot tell the difference between opinion and fact – he mixes both of them up. When gossip is not involved in any conversation – he starts an extensive interrogation seeking every tiny detail which is actually a desperate bid to find fault so that he can start an argument. He does not like be laughed at, for his patently absurd behaviour.
He however never hesitates to ridicule anyone or anything even though it may not deserve to be. It is as if lives and breathes contempt of everything. His ability to empathise does not exist. He sees himself as some kind incredibly superior being – he even considers his contradictory behaviour as something lesser beings cannot understand.
He came to live with me. But felt out of place and was extraordinarily formal and pretentious. Although I told him treat my house as his home – yet he does not want to do that – he prefers to distant himself from everything. Whenever he is out, he calls me up to find out if he can come over to my place. Although I have told several time that he is always welcome it does not matter, he still asks my permission as thoght I would say that he is not allowed to come over. All this incredibly bizarre – because he is not a stranger – he is none other than my own brother.
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