My oldest sister has two children. A son and a daughter that are treated quite differently. Her daughter is put on a pedestal and spoiled to a degree. But her son, my nephew, it is heart wrenching to see how she treats him. She talks at him as if he is a no good for nothing off the corner. Everyone in the family has noticed her verbal abuse to her son. When it is mentioned my sister says we dont know him like she does. She seems to always have negative things to say about him to anyone or in front of anyone at the most awkward of times. It doesnt help that she doesnt say I love you or when he tries to hug her she shrugs him off of her. How embarrassing that must be for him I think to myself. One thing I must admit is that my nephew has a beautiful personality regardless of how he has been brought up by her. He always will have a humorous demeanor about himself. It appears that is how he defends himself from the hurtful words is by making jokes. He currently resides with my mother and has improved greatly since residing with her. I just cant understand how a mother can treat her own like that. It is so hurtful to hear her talk to him on the phone if he is over my house visiting because of her tone she uses.Why do she talk to him like this and not recognize the pain she is inflicting?
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