Even though my brother and I are only a year apart in age, we couldn’t be more different from one another in manner and disposition.
I’m more athletic and extroverted while my brother is a studious introvert.
It’s naturally a lot harder for my brother to form friendships and maintain them than it is for me by contrast. We rarely shared friends because we both chose to hang out with drastically different crowds at school and out of school. I tried on a number of occasions, but he was always judgmental towards my friends because they weren’t interested in talking about school or academic subjects. I always got the impression that my brother harshly judged myself and my friends, but I was given the confirmation of this when he found out in high school that I had started smoking marijuana with my friends on the weekends. He didn’t even drink alcohol, but he was especially critical of anyone who touched cannabis regardless of the reason. In his mind it was the ultimate gateway drug and had no medicinal value, regardless of what the multitudes of medical experts say. I thought that hell would freeze over long before my brother would ever support cannabis legalization, let alone try the drug in the first place and like it. But he started dating a girl that was in his friend group who also happened to smoke weed on the weekends like I do. In a matter of two years, my brother had changed completely and his stance on marijuana took a 180 degree turn. Now he’s a proponent of marijuana legalization and no longer harshly judges those who use the plant regularly.