Today I had another long-@ss boring typing chat session with my brother. It was literally a typing session. Nothing, aka no words, came out of our mouths. And, we weren't facing each other. We were just taking turns typing on the same computer, using the keyboard.
So during the typing session, my brother took the time to berate me, put me down for my troubles, and proceeded to blame everything on me. It's always my fault, no matter what, according to him. And, he told me to be more quiet and act more pleasant towards other people. He said I'm a social failure, basically. I'm sitting there the entire 20-30 minutes thinking, how ironic! My brother - who is extremely cynical, aggressive, socially anxious, aogpraphobic, paranoid, wouldn't even speak to me face to face but only type/write, and has all sorts of problems - is the one lecturing me, giving me advice that is supposed to be good for me? He's acting like he knows better than me when in fact he's suffering from the same problems, and many more!
Despite his doubtful credibility, I do think he has a point. Yes, I suck socially, for various reasons. My parents never really stressed social interaction as an important part of growing up. They tell me to focus on my studies, that's pretty much it. So, it should be no surprise I grew up as a social failure. But I did point out that I'm improving. Today, I went out and met some relatives, took the initiative to speak to them. It wasn't perfect, but it's a start. Gotta be positive!