I (M27) have a bit of a childish and envious personal attitude towards my younger brother (M23). He is pretty much the closest person I know to a star child and someone who has never seemed to suffer any hardships in his life. Consequences yes, but no hardships. He is one of the best athletes in the state and he didn’t even go to college. He got thorough grades in high school with A’s and an occasional B every once in a while. He is exceptionally good looking with thick fluffy hair, and a good smile. He seemed to always be in a relationship with a girl in high school and a new one would show up every year. He had a smooth way of breaking up without hurting them and always had an entourage to back him up. He always had friends over and would always go out with them. He’s beloved in the community and everyone not only gives him attention, but also telling him he’s going places and stuff like that. He’s got a great body and is doing quite a bit better than me in the adult world. He’s started working at 16 and has been climbing up and saving well. He’s quite financially literate and was able to secure a two story house with his fun and beautiful fiancé and earns a 6 figure salary already at 23. Meanwhile I began working while I went to college for an internship, never had a girlfriend, was never really popular or attractive. I got decent grades and I’m merely acknowledged under my brother’s shadow. I struggle with income and don’t really have much of a life outside of work. It’s probably more personal issues if anything, but that’s who I am. Yesterday he called me and said he wanted to invite me out to dinner at this prestigious restaurant with his partner. I told him no and said I was busy. He insisted, I gave him a firm no and hung up right then and there. I feel awful and pathetic now. I feel like Walter White rejecting the treatment and on some road of redemption. Obviously I don’t think I could do that since he would probably beat me, but I feel ill. I wanted to be the older brother who would guide him, but it seems like I need his guide if anything. I love him, and I am proud of him, but I feel like I shouldn’t be his brother. I feel insignificant around him and he feels like a character straight out of a movie. I’m sure he has hardships, but at least he’s there with other people. I sit in my cheap apartment where I’ve had moments struggling to save up my own money. I try to distance myself from him and give him space (really for myself), and avoid contact with him, but I feel so stupid by doing that. AITA for rejecting my wealthy younger brothers invite to dinner?