I don’t want to write too much, but I’ll share a few stories:
Story #1
A very handsome looking man, the only son of a rich family. Before him came 4 girls. His parent who prayed for a male heir to leave their real estate empire to, worshipped him. He had all the love and respect success could offer as soon as he was born.
Now, on the 40yo border, he think he is charismatic, while most people criticize him in his back. He is rude, he burps at dinner and then hold an exaggerated smile from ear to ear like a mentally ill person for 20 secondes waiting for applause. It’s easy to see that everybody is disgusted and slightly angry. But how could he fathom the idea that his boyish manners are unacceptable ? He thinks he is cute.
He never had friends, he only had one gf in his life until today at almost 40 yo. She made a move on him since she was tired of waiting and he never let her go. She insults him, she berrates him, call him stupid and immature.
You see, she knows he will never break up with her. He would be alone to make his decision. She exhort him to act like a man in front of guest and strangers.
Taking decisions has an element of risk.
Every failure, every event that threatened his bubble of self-esteem got blacklisted and discarded. He can’t take failure or the slightest criticism. So he never changes and keep using the time tested behaviour he developed in teenagehood. That’s why he would never ask a girl out, or take another job as the one his father gave him, or his clothes who are more suited to a dorky 12yo than an almost 40 yo.
No one in his family trust nor respects him anymore, but he doesn’t even realize it. That’s why his dad, although it hurts him, selects regular employees over his own blood, his heir, raised to take over the family busines.
He never wonder about the future, his parent having divorced when he was in college, he suddenly decided to never get married and save himself a divorce.
His hobbies, playing fantastic card games alone. I guess no one ever introduced him to more mature games. He plays alone, sitting on the floor in lotus position and talking to himself, voicing different characters and explosion noises.
He was not born stupid, ugly nor poor. The kids he hangs out with from the role play club are more mature than him and don’t respect him. He relies on competitions with kids half his age to obtain that feeling of achievement.