Adult bully
My younger brother has always been my biggest bully. We got along for the most part, but ever since he met his wife, we’ve gotten distant. I was unable to attend his wedding due to going through a divorce. Our mother yelled at me that I inserted my brother into my wedding and I told her that doesn’t make me want to attend his wedding any more. He said he understood, but I feel he’s held resentment. Regardless, I divorced, no one supported me, I did everything on my own. Fast forward to 2022, our dad fell and passed away. A few days before that, I had posted a picture on facebook of my dad and I while he was in the hospital. In hindsight, it probably wasn’t appropriate to post. My brother sent a long text about how he never wanted to hear from me again and I had a blatant disregard for our family’s privacy, and basically I was a horrible person. He included his wife in on this message, I had never met her, so no opinion. In October of that year, he and his wife move in with our mother and she changed her will, making him executor and durable POA. I live across the country so I didn’t say anything. He threw our mother an 80th birthday party, didn’t invite me. No problem. His choice and boundaries. Last year I get a call that our mom was in the hospital and had strokes. We were getting along again. All of a sudden, he decided he needed to move mom in with him and his wife. I hear nothing. Until April. Then a very rude text ordering me to get my possessions out of my moms house so they could sell it. When I confronted him, I probably should’ve just left it, he said I was allowed to feel my feelings and he wasn’t having any conversation with me. Then asked if I got my things out of moms house, I said yes, he said good-we’re done here. I said let me know when you’re ready to have an adult conversation. His wife chimed in and yelled at me about a recent Facebook post I made saying goodbye to the house. Again, no relationship with her whatsoever. He has bipolar disorder and goes through these waves of controlling behavior. At this point I’m not fighting anything, I just want mom cared for and safe. I feel like it’s everything and everyone against me. I’m not sure what I did wrong, but whatever it is, I can’t fix it.