For context, we’re both past the 30-year mark, with myself in my mids and him pushing 40. We’ve known each other from Uni, have been best friends since, and the entire thing pretty much turned into a siblinghood, with his family sort of “adopting” me (I’m perpetually invited to all of their family events and gatherings, his parents love having me around, etc.) We’ve been there for eachother through some of our worst times, and we got along really well.
That is, until the Pandemic hit. This has been going on for a while now, but it started getting more pronounced during the Pandemic, when he went from sharing edgy memes to expressing belief in the principles behind those memes (think “I identify as an attack helicopter,” “immigrants are exclusively to blame for the downfall of countries,” 4chan type jokes about minorities, etc.).
On my end, I tried to discuss these things with him at first, trying to get a sense of why he was doubling down on these things, and the closest I could come to understand it is that it’s a relatively irrational fear, fuelled by his tendency to not really explore the veracity of the news he reads - as an example related to his transphobia, it’s like he refuses to accept that sex and gender are not inextricably linked to one another, not on a logical basis, but on a “I feel this is incorrect” basis.
Things got pretty tense back in 2022, when I felt the need to call a time off on our friendship for almost an entire year. I just couldn’t play it cool when he randomly blurted out something profoundly inconsiderate and devoid of empathy. Conversations turned from heated debates to outright arguments, I could tell that the gap was widening with every subsequent one, and his beliefs seemed to solidify.
We reconciled in 2023 after his wife reached out to me expressing regret that we would lose the friendship over “politics,” tried to get back to acting normally around one another, yet the same issues popped up again. This time, with even less empathy. The most recent example was when we both learnt that Trump got elected president again. I expressed a sense of empathy and regret for all of the people who would no longer be allowed to get abortions, the risk he posed to HRT beneficiaries, the danger he posed to all minorities, etc. The only thing he could come up with is “I feel nothing, they deserve it. Did it to themselves.” I called him out on his utter lack of empathy, we had a brief, but poignant argument, and now we’ve barely been talking for two weeks. He periodically drops a message like nothing happened, but I am beyond hesitant to reply. Everything is cold and superficial.
Now, I tried to understand him and his situation… He’s a relatively fresh father (his daughter is 2 years old), he is aware of the fact that the world isn’t doing too well, but seems to be in denial about it which I sort of understand as being a method of self-protection, but I just cannot abide by his views anymore. No amount of panic or self-defence justifies this in my opinion.
I just don’t know what to do. I mean, I do know, or at least my subconscious does, but… I don’t know, guess the age and depth of our friendship makes me hesitant to drop it, although this is just the sunk cost fallacy at play… The fact that I feel I’m past my socialite days and knowing that I probably won’t make any more friends any time soon doesn’t much help, either.
Guess I’m just looking for confirmation around what I already know is the only option…
The issue with letting go is the feeling “I can fix him” or maybe nostolgia. A person can only change if they want to and if he is proud of himself right now there won’t be any change.
Keep in mind ppl call me a total cold a hole regularly, but if you want to stay, maybe think about what is/will be in this friendship that is worth fighting for and How much worst did life get without him for a year?
I’m in same boat with brother and father. I cut my father off since that’s a lost cause with 0 benefit. even if he sees the light, he’s dead weight. I’m on the fence with my brother since i see him all the time and he does feel pain when I counter his opinion.
I feel you bud. Having issues with sibling and parent myself in similar shoes. I keep trying with them, reaching out and letting them know I’m willing to talk but these days all I get back is memes and things like “get red pilled”. I finally wrote them both a message saying that unless they are willing to have a conversation, I am done reaching out.
Apparently I’m now the childish one for the ultimatum.
I asked my brother why doesn’t he care about the rights of his sisters and cousins and he said I was gaslighting him. I felt so much disappointment.
How did a guy go from Chess champion to this. I used to look at the trophy with pride since i taught him how to play and now It makes me feel sad to look at. I spent a year working on his gift and now I dk if I want give it. I was soo excited months ago.
Jesus Christ, this sounds uncannily familiar… It’s like they’re all cut from the same cloth, I swear…
I’m genuinely sorry you’re going through this, had to cut my family off, too (racists and casual eugenics enjoyers, in addition to just being overall shitty and abusive people). I stopped expecting people to change a long time ago, which is why I know what I have to do. It’s just… so fucking hard to lose yet another familial relationship.
I hope things will work out with your brother, though, it sounds like he’s relatively open, although still reticent to take the plunge, so to speak.
Thanks. I’m not sure where to go since my anger and disgust is in my own way right now. He was locked in his room for Thanksgiving thanks to her GF getting angry over something minor. I don’t get a chance to talk to him since we have different shifts now. I’m well in bed when he comes home. Besides, I’m not sure how to approach it without losing my cool. I’ve never been accused of being a composed person.
I have been told I’m too composed and, believe me, I have no idea, either… It’s beyond difficult to deal with this, it’s downright devastating…
I truly hope you’ll manage to find some peace, whichever way that may be…