Sick and tired
reality2k4
Registrant
I just get sick and tired about feeling sick and tired.
I suppose it stems from numbing out stuff when I was a kid, even numbing out the good stuff, like he took all the guilt and blame for everything, including feeling like some whore.
I have a toxic brother and he comes here for 1 hour a day, and I just stay out of it, but my other brother and sister, we can just be like real brother and sister.
My toxic brother gets real jealous, and I suppose I should forgive him, but he mentally abused me for years as a kid, and humiliated me in front of everyone he could.
Why? It was not my fault that these things happened to me, and he sure really felt that hurt for many years.
It was like he never knew how to be a brother, and yet somehow he cared, but why make my life Hell, when it already was Hell.
He took offence to me crying at night in the bedroom, like I was some baby. I just really wished I could have a room on my own where I could just cry stuff, but he just made me cry in silence.
SA is bad enough, and when you take a girl home, and he tells her that I did things with men, like his interpretation of abuse, then you can see how many girls I brought back.
If I tot it up, he is here for about 8 hours too much in a week, and he yells and shouts. Yeah, he is my big brother but he sure dont know the hurt he did to me as a kid, and he still tries it on.
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I suppose it stems from numbing out stuff when I was a kid, even numbing out the good stuff, like he took all the guilt and blame for everything, including feeling like some whore.
I have a toxic brother and he comes here for 1 hour a day, and I just stay out of it, but my other brother and sister, we can just be like real brother and sister.
My toxic brother gets real jealous, and I suppose I should forgive him, but he mentally abused me for years as a kid, and humiliated me in front of everyone he could.
Why? It was not my fault that these things happened to me, and he sure really felt that hurt for many years.
It was like he never knew how to be a brother, and yet somehow he cared, but why make my life Hell, when it already was Hell.
He took offence to me crying at night in the bedroom, like I was some baby. I just really wished I could have a room on my own where I could just cry stuff, but he just made me cry in silence.
SA is bad enough, and when you take a girl home, and he tells her that I did things with men, like his interpretation of abuse, then you can see how many girls I brought back.
If I tot it up, he is here for about 8 hours too much in a week, and he yells and shouts. Yeah, he is my big brother but he sure dont know the hurt he did to me as a kid, and he still tries it on.
ste