Romeo & Juliet

My brother and I had an argument the day my parents came home from a trip. I was to pick them up at the airport and drive them over to his office, and he was to take over and drive them all the way home. He was with his gf at that time, and he was being difficult and melodramatic saying that he can never put our Mom and his gf in the same car.

I wanted to shake him until all this emotional baggage falls out. In his mind, he has forever cast our Mom as a villain in their Romeo-and-Juliet-relationship, and his passive aggressive gf as the the poor tortured and victimized character.

I cried as we argued over the phone. I told him he doesn't know the allowances my Mom gives him and his gf. I told him that he shouldn't protect that intolerable gf of his because if she's in for the long haul, she needs (not him) to find her place with us.

I wanted to say more, but I put the phone down. Whatever I had in mind after that would have rendered our relationship irreparable.

When I got to the airport, I texted him an apology, not trusting myself on an actual conversation. He told me not to worry about it.

But I am, because I know what a dysfunctional relationship they have, and it might not be a happy one in the long run.