ohboy saidI have reasons to believe that he is gay as well but I'm not 100% positive. I think that is what makes him be antisocial every time family gets together but very outgoing with his friends(by looking at his facebook). The times when I stayed at home he would get in the fights with others for no reason and would say stupid things like how much he hates the family and doesnt want to live anymore, even though we were raised in a good home and no one has done anything wrong to him. Hes still in high school so hes going through that phase. I want to make him comfortable and let him know that I'll be there if anything.
Since teenagers are already hard to talk to and its a very sensitive subject, I need some guidance. Thanks in advance.
Aside from the gay thing, you have just described my brother to a T. He was great with his friends and had a bunch of'm. God fucking awful to his little brother (me) and to my friends and to our family. We've almost no pictures of his younger self smiling. He used to refuse to get out of the car to join the fun at family reunions.
Yet when he finally had his own family, he started changing, becoming a better person to our shared family. He loves to include us in dinners and even on their vacations. He'll rent a huge mountain house on a lake and get all the water toys so everyone has a great time. Have you met my brother Jekyll & my brother Hyde?
He mostly found his love for our mom while she suffered Alzheimer's and became dependent upon us. He is a bit of a control freak. That's also when he started showing his love for me. Towards the end of mom's life he finally became the brother I always wanted. Always knew was inside there somewhere. Even mom noticed it, her faculties mostly stolen by the disease by then. In her last months alive she said to me: "you and (your brother) seem to be getting along." At first I thought it was paranoia because we did have to work in concert with each other to manage mom's Alzheimer's. But then in that moment I realized she was being honest and loving and observant and lucid and so I replied, "Yeah, you couldn't have found some better way than Alzheimer's to make that happen." She laughed.
Since mom passed and since we've divested mutual monetary interests, he has gone back somewhat to his old ways. Still way better than he was when he was a douchebag of a brother when we were younger, but nowhere near the wonderful brother I thought for a few years i had, who I know is still in there, but who hardly ever comes out of his own personal type of closet to play.