Coping with Family Rejection
Grunty1967b
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My older brother was the one who abused me from age 4-10 and of course that left its fair share of carnage. I had blocked all this from memory throughout my childhood and teen years, and it was only at 19 that my memories and trauma surfaced.
My point, or question, is this dual thought process that I have in wandering what it would be like to have a normal brother and a normal relationship with him, versus handling the utter discontempt I feel for him and what he did to me.
He always hated me! All I can think of now is that the reason for that was that I reminded HIM of what HE did to ME. I even think that he has blocked it out of his mind and has absolutely no idea why he doesnt like me either.
I remember overhearing my mother one day asking him why he didnt get along with me. I heard him say I just dont like him. I was hurt, again, more. All I wanted was for him to like me. Every other family I knew had brothers and sisters who liked each other, and even loved each other. Sure, nobody was the Brady Bunch, and they all had fights etc but nobody had a brother that HATED them like mine did.
So, yes Im hurt by his hate, and yet I yearn for that winding back the clock where I can have a normal relationship with him. Is that crazy of me or what? Does anybody else have irrepairable family tears that you want to fix and at the same time not want to fix?
My older brother was the one who abused me from age 4-10 and of course that left its fair share of carnage. I had blocked all this from memory throughout my childhood and teen years, and it was only at 19 that my memories and trauma surfaced.
My point, or question, is this dual thought process that I have in wandering what it would be like to have a normal brother and a normal relationship with him, versus handling the utter discontempt I feel for him and what he did to me.
He always hated me! All I can think of now is that the reason for that was that I reminded HIM of what HE did to ME. I even think that he has blocked it out of his mind and has absolutely no idea why he doesnt like me either.
I remember overhearing my mother one day asking him why he didnt get along with me. I heard him say I just dont like him. I was hurt, again, more. All I wanted was for him to like me. Every other family I knew had brothers and sisters who liked each other, and even loved each other. Sure, nobody was the Brady Bunch, and they all had fights etc but nobody had a brother that HATED them like mine did.
So, yes Im hurt by his hate, and yet I yearn for that winding back the clock where I can have a normal relationship with him. Is that crazy of me or what? Does anybody else have irrepairable family tears that you want to fix and at the same time not want to fix?