My parents are very relaxed people as in, they don’t necessarily care if my brother and I have friends over or anything like that. As long as we aren’t how drinking or doing …show more content…
If he tied his shoe, I would double knot mine. If he didn’t like someone, they were my worst enemy. If Matt got an 85% in a math class, mine would have to be 95%. It seemed as if everything I did, I was comparing and competing with my older brother and if I did better than him, I would brag about it big time just asking to get beat up. But as he became older and more mature, the picking on me slowly declined and Matt and I could have a conversation without it turning into a pointless argument. I became more mature to the point where I wouldn’t boast about doing better than him, and I slowly stopped comparing myself to him because I honestly really enjoyed being around him. Matt, along with my parents, raised me and I started to realize how much Matt really meant to …show more content…
We had just gotten home from lifting weights up at the high school and as we got out of his minivan, he was telling me about his friend, Micah, that had come over the night before and had a heart to heart. He was telling me what was said and that my name was mentioned. Micah had mentioned to Matt that I didn’t have an open mind and Matt told me that he agreed with him. Obviously, going to college helps you see a more variety of people which would make it easier for Matt to have more of an open mind, opinion, and ideas about people. When Matt told me they had agreed that I had a closed mind, at that instant, I was in automatic defense mode. I didn’t think, I just responded in an argument tone telling him that that wasn’t true. Deep down, I think I knew he was right, I was closed minded. But there was no way in hell I was going to tell him he was actually