I’ll never forget that day around 1985 or so when I saw Dan running out of our mother and father’s bedroom to see that he had several dollar bills in his hand. I asked him where he got it and he said he stole it from our mother’s purse.
After the first post I recently made about Dan, his complete lack of morality was really beginning to be fully revealed to me and to really scare me as well. But worst of all, he was still locked in his newly found ego-mania that whenever I questioned him about it he kept threatening to “tattle” on me to mom and dad for some made-up thing. The problem is that our folks always believed Dan because he was, even at this age of only about 7 or 8, an expert liar and actor. He was always the first to accuse me of something of which I always attempted to convince mom and dad that he was lying again but they never believed me. He was the youngest, and a bed-wetter, so they usually took his side out of guilt, or something, who knows. Nice job kiddo, always on the offence to keep people from revealing your dark heart.
Compulsive liars are such great actors.
After this stealing of his continued I unfortunately got in on the act because I desperately wanted money for playing my arcade games that I copy-catted him to get it. It was a pattern that I continued unfortunately and got blamed for in the end. But of course, he started that whole thing.
This pattern of his with his compulsive lying has followed him into adulthood and his pattern of telling tales to fuel his own ego hasn’t slowed down one bit. He’s pretty spiteful and mean-spirited behind people’s backs. Sometimes it really used to disgust me so.
Dan’s lying created so much strife in our family that it got my father pretty worked up and usually a yelling match between our parents would start and usually ended with us kids getting grounded or worse yet, getting the stick across our backsides from our father.
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Love of self, and vanity are the devil’s favourite sins and Dan always enjoyed that one to the fullest. It was only when everyone in the family was yelling at each other and father hitting us did Dan feel that “his work was complete”. It was funny though, he suffered the same stick as I did from my father but he always created those bad situations anyways. Dad was always so quick to anger. He could go from 0 to 100MPH in the blink of an eye.
I think Dan’s ultimate goal was to see me get the stick from dad and not him so he could stand back and watch me get hurt and not him. Dan always tried so hard at that but never succeeded. Dad always gave us the stick together regardless of what son had committed the transgression. It was clear to me that Dan desperately wanted to elevate himself above me somehow, in whatever sick way he could. Dan’s sadism used to scare me something awful and I would pray to God to make Dan stop his torturous routine, but, those prayers never got answered.
Many times I would beat the crap out of Dan to get him to stop his constant antagonism but Dan’s vanity and sadism always got the better of him. His character was very weak and morality always so decadent. Closeted gay youths seem to have that unfortunate quality.
At least now I can say that I am overjoyed not be within a 100 yards of his decadent character for the last 8 years and counting. It gave me time to really analyze Dan’s many character flaws and to not be a victim of his sadism and cruelty anymore. SUCH a blessing the last 8 years have been. I thank the Lord for that. Some people can’t be changed for the better and I had to accept that, as hard as it was at first, but ultimately necessary. I just keep thinking of how I don’t have to be a victim of his sociopath personalty anymore and it makes me happy!
Praise Jesus!