My brother doesn’t give a damn about me
I’m going insane in my house. I keep getting the short end of the stick. I feel like I get stepped on, and when I try to make my point my whole family act like I’m aggressive (I’m the only one who doesn’t have a short temper). I’m a pretty reserved person, and I don’t usually like to argue.
The previous paragraph sounds like a nightmare, and although it’s completely true, it’s not all hell. My parents are fair people, but they do have their moments. But my brother, on the other hand, is going to make me go insane.
I’ll get to the point, he’s 2 years older than me (I’m 20, he’s 22), hes supposed to be my closest person, all throughout my child hood, I was told to keep him like he was my other half, but I used to get bullied really bad as a child from him, every insecurity I have to this day has started from him. It did get better though, he matured and he stopped putting me through hell, he even started doing things for me that I probably wouldn’t do, he would take me with him on holidays when I had no money, he would always buy me food and never ask for the money back ( I’m more of a stingy person but I don’t ask for money back lolol ), at first I really thought he had changed.
then I quickly realised he just wanted me there with him for leisure. Whenever I had an idea of doing something, my opinion was never taken to account, I thought maybe it’s because he’s the one with the money, but this carries on now even when I’m paying for myself, or sometimes him too.
In the past year it’s gotten real bad tho. We both finished school (he finished uni and I’m on a gap year) and spending more time with him has made me despise him. We have conversations, he say his part, I say my part, and he just talks over me, I’ll then respond, and he will just be on his phone and sending a voice note to someone. We both have our priorities, I’m studying for entrance exams for uni, he’s attending meetings for some jobs and courses he does. Now an altercation occured beteeen him and my father, and it ended with MY laptop being smashed, the laptop that had everything on it. I was able to recover some stuff but not all, my dad didn’t take responsibility and nor did my brother. My brother said we can split the money on a new laptop but I rejected, because knowing him, I’ll just be paying for half of his laptop, not a joint one. So I bought an iPad, strategically because you can’t really share it. His meetings started going online now, and he doesn’t have a proper device so I would let him use mine (not really like I had a choice tbf) but then I would have some of my own lessons and meetings, and the timings would clash, but whenever they would clash, he would just not give a damn about me, he would just keep telling me he needs it, interrupting me and none stop nagging, I just gave in. And gave it away.
He said my lessons and meetings are not that serious I can do it on my phone, but what he didn’t consider was that I had to type, he didn’t. But that didn’t matter. I decided that later that day I would not go out for food with him and some friends because I just wasn’t in the mood, and he called me childish. I realised, when someone doesn’t care about your priorities, they probably don’t care about you either. When I asked him why it’s so imperative that he must use my iPad for these meetings he says he likes it better than a phone because the iPad has a stand…
He now uses my sisters laptop because I’ve started to go to a local coffee shop to conduct all my business, so I’m pretty much there during all my time not at work. At first he didn’t like it because the laptop wasn’t good quality but he had to concede.
I would buy myself expensive perfumes, and they kept going missing, I then find out he would take them with him to work and uni, using them as his every day spray, but his own ones he would not use. I felt like an idiot because I would always ask if I could ever use his ones, but he didn’t give a damn about asking me.
I ended up having an argument with my mum, because I didn’t like the way my brother would speak to me on the phone, especially when I’m around others. He would call and be like “where the F r u, come home now”, and there would be no rush at all, he just wants to assert the ‘older brother’ dominance. I hate it and I would always tell him to stop, but he probably never heard my complaints. One time I was at my girlfriends house, and he does it, although it wasn’t on speaker, her whole family heard it, so I told him to fix up on call to save face, he didn’t say anything and hung up. My mother was defending him, and then started to go on about how I no longer spend time with my siblings and I don’t really care about what goes on in their lives (not true I’m just busy with my own stuff), it went out of hand and my mum got really offended because she thought I insinuated that she’s not smart because he doesn’t understand my POV.
Recently we had an argument on our dad’s birthday. He was “fixing” a draw in the kitchen, and he wanted to push the fridge for extra room, but my hands were dirty preparing food, I told him to wait a sec whilst I wash my hands, and he rudely told me to “hurry the F up”, so I tell him to watch his tone and I’ve had it with his tone, he then starts insulting me, saying I’m not a man, and I need to man up, and I’m a female, blah blah, I didn’t hurl insults at him, I just tried to point out to him that he’s being very inconsiderate, and then he pointed out that I’m a very inconsiderate person. To which my parents surprisingly took my side (the only time I remember them actually doing this), i brought up the situation at my girlfriends house, then he said im like this because if my gf, and that they don’t know how brothers are supposed to behave… I was so angry, I didn’t speak to him for days. But he just kept acting like nothing happened. So things are back to normal now ig, if I was to ask for some sort of apology my family would act like being petty.
I don’t know what to do, I was going to move out for uni ( even tho it’s the same city ) but my sfe won’t even cover half. I don’t want to live in this house. Thank god I spend only the weekends at home because I would have went insane already. Am I blowing it all up ? Is this normal ? What should I do??
(Sorry for the long post)