My older brother and I get along, in the sense that we have no stress or arguments. He lives 1000 miles away and his life almost couldn’t be more different than mine. When we communicate, which is rare, all is well. My younger brother and I are more rocky. We have gotten along extremely well at times and have met in the middle (he also lives 1000 miles away) for vacations on two occasions. None of us have any kids. We share interests and sense of humor.
This younger brother lives alone and seemed to go through some sort of midlife crisis over the last few years, with many people, including me, having trouble with his new crappy attitude.
I spent two years as our mother’s Power of Attorney, spending a great deal of time maneuvering her money around so that ultimately we would all get equal and substantial amounts. In the end, I needed a piece information from my younger brother to wrap up the last insurance policy, which I had working diligently at for 8 months after her demise. He wouldn’t give me that information, preferring to call the stranger at the insurance company with it, and thereby bollixing up the whole thing, causing confusion at the insurance company and giving them a new person to pepper with forms and more reason to delay paying out.
I let him know that I thought he was an idiot (may not have used quite that word) and was not pleased with my months of work with that insurance company being wasted because he trusted a stranger on the phone with information that apparently he thought that I was going to post online or otherwise misuse. After I spent years securing him a tidy sum he would not have otherwise had, and being quite financially secure without any inheritance anyway.
He responded by telling me “Do not contact me ever again for any reason.”
And I’m fine with that. So I guess we aren’t technically arguing any more.