brother.....what am i getting myself into
my brother and i havent spoekn in almost a year. he was pretty disappointed when i told him im gay. it took him awhile but he came around and eventually seemed to accept it. until i got a boyfriend. thats pretty much when our relationship ended. he was extremely angry and unnecessarily over protective. he more or less stopped talking to me and answering my calls. i think ive come to the conclusion that it had nothing to do with me being gay and everything to do with the abuse that we went through. our relationship was already very fragile even before the boyfriend situation.
we have a lot of resentment toward eachother and as much as i have tried to get over mine it still exists, even though it is irrational and i know that. im angry because hes 8 years older than me and he left home and left me there to be abused and he knew what was happening ot me. i know that he was probably hurting so much that he just didnt know what to do, so he did nothing. but it still makes me angry. i felt so abandoned and unloveed. and i dont want to blame him for that anymore. he has so much anger toward me because he always had to protect me. i know he doesnt want to hate me for that, but he does. he made a comment once that he didnt have a childhood because of me, because he had to be my parent. the hardest part is that there is nothing i can do now that will change how much of a burden i was to him then.
anyway there is just a ton of mixed emotions. i feel like somany important things and people have been ripped out of my life because of the abuse and i really couldnt stand the thought of not talking to him again. that is one thing i will not lose without at least putting up a fight. i know there isnt much of a relationship to save at this point, but whatever there is, i need him in my life.
i started writing him a letter a couple weeks ago. it seemed to come out really easy at first. but i got stuck and havent been able to finish it. which i guess was fate or something, because i ran into him this morning. we only live a few blocks from eachother, and still havent seen eachother in a year. it crosses my mind every time i leave my house, that i might see him drive by or something. bu ti dont. i stopped to get a coffee and i was standing in line totally tired and not really paying attention to anythng. and the guy in front of me turned around and looked at me and it was him. it was the most uncomfortable feeling in the world.
im sure the look on my face said a lot, because the look on his face said everything. it was like 'oh my god, you are the last person i want to see'. so he just said hi. like i was some stranger. i said hi back. i was sort of frozen. my brain went blank for a few seconds and i felt like i was gonna cry. but i just stood there. there were a few other people in line and i didnt want to make some big dramatic scene. i probably just stared at him like an idiot. he asked me how ive been. i thought well, i could say 'fine' because thats what he wants to hear. no one asks that question wanting to hear the truth. but i didnt. i just kinda shrugged and asked him how he was. he just gave me a weird look. and then he had to pay for his coffee and then i had to pay for mine and he was sort of walking away from me. i felt like he was leaving home all over again. i felt like he was completely abandoning me. which is blowing things out of proportion but at the time, that part really doesnt occur to you.
he could obviously tell that i really really didnt want him to just walk away. and suddenly i felt this huge wave of dread. im not sure what i had expected, maybe for him to hug me and be happy to see me. but all those feelings were still there for both of us. i was angry that he wanted to walk away and laeve me. he was angry that i was being needy and a burden when he probably had somewhere else to go and didnt want to see me. nothing had changed. if anything, it seemed to have gotten worse.
anyway he didnt walk away. we went and sat outside and talked for about half an hour. well i guess it wasnt really talking. just sort of 'where do we go from here'. he pretty much told me that he didnt want to see me, because there are too many things to think about and he would rather not think about it. which was pretty much what i suspected. but he said he wants to try to work things out somehow. im not sure how much he means that, i guess ill find out.
im so confused. i dont want my brother to not be a part of my life. i have missed him so much over the last year. but seeing him made all those really bad feelings come back. i think hes right, there is just too much to think about. i know i can tlak to my therapist about it all. but i really am afraid i will push him away or avoid this whole situation out of anger. and i dont know why im still angry. i want tojust get over it already. i KNOW it wasnt his fault. im scared that maybe im not ready to deal with all those feelings.
we have a lot of resentment toward eachother and as much as i have tried to get over mine it still exists, even though it is irrational and i know that. im angry because hes 8 years older than me and he left home and left me there to be abused and he knew what was happening ot me. i know that he was probably hurting so much that he just didnt know what to do, so he did nothing. but it still makes me angry. i felt so abandoned and unloveed. and i dont want to blame him for that anymore. he has so much anger toward me because he always had to protect me. i know he doesnt want to hate me for that, but he does. he made a comment once that he didnt have a childhood because of me, because he had to be my parent. the hardest part is that there is nothing i can do now that will change how much of a burden i was to him then.
anyway there is just a ton of mixed emotions. i feel like somany important things and people have been ripped out of my life because of the abuse and i really couldnt stand the thought of not talking to him again. that is one thing i will not lose without at least putting up a fight. i know there isnt much of a relationship to save at this point, but whatever there is, i need him in my life.
i started writing him a letter a couple weeks ago. it seemed to come out really easy at first. but i got stuck and havent been able to finish it. which i guess was fate or something, because i ran into him this morning. we only live a few blocks from eachother, and still havent seen eachother in a year. it crosses my mind every time i leave my house, that i might see him drive by or something. bu ti dont. i stopped to get a coffee and i was standing in line totally tired and not really paying attention to anythng. and the guy in front of me turned around and looked at me and it was him. it was the most uncomfortable feeling in the world.
im sure the look on my face said a lot, because the look on his face said everything. it was like 'oh my god, you are the last person i want to see'. so he just said hi. like i was some stranger. i said hi back. i was sort of frozen. my brain went blank for a few seconds and i felt like i was gonna cry. but i just stood there. there were a few other people in line and i didnt want to make some big dramatic scene. i probably just stared at him like an idiot. he asked me how ive been. i thought well, i could say 'fine' because thats what he wants to hear. no one asks that question wanting to hear the truth. but i didnt. i just kinda shrugged and asked him how he was. he just gave me a weird look. and then he had to pay for his coffee and then i had to pay for mine and he was sort of walking away from me. i felt like he was leaving home all over again. i felt like he was completely abandoning me. which is blowing things out of proportion but at the time, that part really doesnt occur to you.
he could obviously tell that i really really didnt want him to just walk away. and suddenly i felt this huge wave of dread. im not sure what i had expected, maybe for him to hug me and be happy to see me. but all those feelings were still there for both of us. i was angry that he wanted to walk away and laeve me. he was angry that i was being needy and a burden when he probably had somewhere else to go and didnt want to see me. nothing had changed. if anything, it seemed to have gotten worse.
anyway he didnt walk away. we went and sat outside and talked for about half an hour. well i guess it wasnt really talking. just sort of 'where do we go from here'. he pretty much told me that he didnt want to see me, because there are too many things to think about and he would rather not think about it. which was pretty much what i suspected. but he said he wants to try to work things out somehow. im not sure how much he means that, i guess ill find out.
im so confused. i dont want my brother to not be a part of my life. i have missed him so much over the last year. but seeing him made all those really bad feelings come back. i think hes right, there is just too much to think about. i know i can tlak to my therapist about it all. but i really am afraid i will push him away or avoid this whole situation out of anger. and i dont know why im still angry. i want tojust get over it already. i KNOW it wasnt his fault. im scared that maybe im not ready to deal with all those feelings.