My brother's literal only motivation in life is to cause me as much pain as possible, and he builds his entire life around trying to ruin mine. Since I feel like I should give specific examples. He's tried to drown me, befriended my rapist and then spread rumors that I was the perpetrator, made fun of me for the PTSD he caused me, and for a long time he tried to use my hatred for him to convince my parents I had anger issues. I am now incapable of crying. There's more, but that's what comes to mind
My sister's husband tried to SA me and I told her about it. She beat me, beat me all over my body and face with a bucket handle. I had a scar running across my face and I had to go to school. Had to see the high school guidance and counselor and it was embarrassing to realise I was being abused and I still had to live with her for another 2 years...dad was dead, mom had abandoned us. I hate her and I haven't seen her in 7 years.
Youngest of 10 here. One of my sisters is 6 years older than me. She got pulled over one night in the late 1980s. At the time, our county sheriff had the same last name as me (we have different fathers). She thought she’d get out of the ticket (driving without a license) by giving the cop that pulled her over, my name. Couldn’t get my license for 3 years because of her. I’m lucky I didn’t get in serious legal trouble, because the court also added a charge for failure to appear.
My sister did that to me, too! I already had a license, thank goodness, but I got points against my license that I didn't deserve. My sister was younger than me. I had a different mailing address from her because I had just gotten out of college but I was staying with her and our dad. My mom came over one day with the mail, and there was something from a local magistrate. It was a speeding ticket. I called them and told them, this is a mistake, I haven't been driving in a while, my dad wouldn't let me borrow his car. So he read the ticket info to me, and the state trooper had perfectly described my sister in her pink fur coat and her best friend at the time sitting in the passenger seat. When I got off the phone - after telling the magistrate who those two in the car were and he had informed me that was a whole 'nother crime - I ran out of my dad's room where the phone was and lunged at my sister. Our mom grabbed me before I could get to her and shoved me out the door and asked me to explain. I told her what happened, and she said, "well, the points will take your sister's license, and you have 0 points, so why don't you have your dad pay the ticket, take the points, and have your sister pay your dad back?" Being the good sister I am, I said FINE, I won't hurt her. But our dad was a jerk. When he came home, my sister was already at work, and I told him about it, and instead of being mad at her, he called ME a "troublemaker" and kicked me out. I had nowhere to go, so I had to call my boyfriend who lived 3 counties away and had just bought his own house, and he came and got me. Several months later, I moved to another state and got a license in that state. After I got my license in that state, I called my mom and she said, "I'm glad to hear you now have a Maryland license, because now I can tell you we never took that ticket out of your name, you still have points against your license in your home state." DECADES LATER, we are in our 40s, and I'm back in my home state, my sister is my next door neighbor. She calls me up on a rainy night, "my boyfriend and I were in an accident, I need you to come and pick me up." So I drive out to where she told me she'd be and get her. The next day, one of my cousins calls me. "Are you all right?" I said I'm fine, why? "The paper says you were in an accident last night!" I wasn't in an accident last night, Sheila was, though. So I get the local paper, open it up, there's MY NAME and my sister's boyfriend's name as being the passenger and driver of my dad's car, respectively, that was in an accident the night before. She had told the police she was me, and when they asked for an ID, she bolted, then had the gall to call me and ask me to pick her up, and NEVER MENTIONED IT! Yet, she is NOT my most horrible sibling, by far!
Thanks for these stories...these monster siblings are Psychopaths...no empathy, no remorse, no feelings ..no conscience....so sorry for your sufferings... wishing you all healing and a happy life!❤
Story #5 really broke my heart...the way he abused you, he should have gone to prison...he is a psychopath...but where were your parents? I am so sorry... wishing you healing and a very happy life ❤
My aunt tried to stab my dad to death once. They were fighting and he overpowered her, so she told my youngest uncle to get her a knife. Dad told him not to, but my aunt reminded my uncle that she was in charge. When my uncle went to get the knife, my dad kneed her and ran. When she got older, she tried to run my other uncle off the road.
I can’t even imagine growing up with an awful sibling. I’m a twin (I’m a girl, and I have a twin brother), and my brother is my best friend in the whole world. We have a million inside jokes that have been long-running for years, and we like to look back and talk about things, since we’re the only ones who have been with each other through our whole lives in school and stuff. I begin to reel when other people say that they “hate having a twin ‘cos their sibling is annoying” because I love having a twin and wouldn’t want it any other way. Obviously, if a sibling is as bad as the ones in this video, then it’s good to want to get away, but I’ve never understood not liking siblings just because they’re annoying, since they make such good friends.
Dislocated both shoulders at the same, choking me with my own arms (criss crossed across my neck), shattered my septum, fractured my facial bone at my right eye socket and burst nearly every blood vessel in my right eye... because i turned off the playstation. Thats not including when he dislocated my jaw for saying "no" to him... Years later he demanded my dad disown me if I didn't pay all the fees to get rid of his warrant for said attacks... we were no contact lol Years after that he told me to shoot myself in the face because I wouldn't give him drug money... were trying to rebuild a relationship cuz "he had changed and matured so much over the years..." He didnt
My son went to auntie (my 8 yr younger sister) to help him with his 1st tax season. He found out the next year that she skimmed close to $2500 off his $3500 refund. She blamed her at the time husband for the idea. To keep my son from calling it in, my now exBIL paid "his" half but his aunt tried to negotiate her half!
I survived 54 years of torment at the hands of my older brother, who always wanted to be an only child. To say this gave me mental issues is an understatement. I had my first mental breakdown in my pre-teens. I looked up to him and sought his approval and love, but he would physically and mentally abuse me. Yet I would always forgive him. He would be ok for a day or three, then beat me up with his fists, break my toys. My parents didn't notice because he was well-behaved around them. Eventually, I learned I could not rely on my parents to save me. I had no safe place. In my 30s, I broke down again and lost all interest in life. My parents took me in. I was able to get my mom to understand what my brother did and was still doing to me. That helped me to find an equilibrium with my depression so I could live with myself. Until my mom passed away. Now it's just me and him. I never married. What did I do to deserve this life? EDIT: Damn, the day I wrote the above post was a very bad day. I read one hell of a lot, and I've been talking to my brother about books. That's safe territory. We are going go have lunch at the end of the month to swop some books. I still want my brother in my life. We shared a common experience serving our country in the military. That was the closest we'd ever been on an emotional, sympathetic level. Blood is thicker than water, I keep telling myself. (but I think sometimes it's sicker than water.) Stick to safe subjects- Like books, military history, Brad Binder (go 33!), Moto GP, sleeping with his wife, ask about his health and his son. Avoid alcohol and touchy subjects. Be positive. (Stop feeling like a victim or others will treat me like one.) No, I will not talk to him about sleeping with his wife, you sickos! Are you nuts? I hide behind humour and books. Somedays all you can do us laugh at yourself, then get into a good book with a huge mug of coffee.
I’m so sorry, I really hope things get better soon. What happened to you/what’s happening to you is horrible and you don’t deserve it. I wish you find a way to get out and that you’re able to live a happy life afterwards. Virtual hugs ❤
My advice is to stay away love from afar. Your life is not hopeless. Do what you have to do to stay away from your brother. Find someone to love, move on with life. You can do it I believe in you.
Yeah, I get breakdowns sometimes too, whenever I was I’m in school I’m expecting to be bullied, I’ve gone to 2 schools in the matter of a year. I left my last school because of bullying reasons. I’m in my current school, but I was being bullied. Thankfully it’s stopped now. But I know what your going through. Your not alone. Trust me. You will get through this
@@debriannaramos I did find a love that kept me sane. Reading books. I was never cut out for marriage, kids, and a house, but I fell in love with reading. I know it's a security blanket, keeping the world at bay as I live my life through words, but it's worked for me for most of my life.
I'm not comfortable saying much, but a few things I remember about my brother in no particular order: - He screamed that I was an 'unfit eldest sibling' and threw a stool at me when I was sitting on the couch - He SA'd my eldest sister and I think went to juvie for it - He ripped the head off of one of my toys and hid it behind the TV when we were very, very young - He'd get into uncontrollable rage fits in which nobody, not even our mother, could calm him down He's the main reason I cut contact over a decade ago and haven't seen any of them face to face since.
I don't have any siblings of my own, but that story of the sister ruining everything that the other sister really likes reminded me so much of my best friends sister. I don't think she ever destroyed objects that my best friend liked, but she has hooked up with the mayority of all the people that my best friend has hooked up or been in a relationship with, and then she would always tell my best friend about it. She even hooked up with my cousin and told ME about it 🤢 Right now, she's in a relationship and living in an appartment with my best friends ex.
older sibling burned me with a lighter and a needle, pushed me and caused me to bite straight through my lip, constantly hit and punched me when they wouldn't get their way, and also tried to control almost every aspect of my life they've mellowed out more and admitted to regretting every second of it, and i do think they've changed a lot, but I don't think we'll ever truely be close
I went NC with everyone almost two years ago, but I still remember what I had to endure until then. My older brother once put me in a chokehold and choked me because I wouldn't give him a hug and lashed out when he tried to give me one. His mother stopped him as I started to struggle. My younger sibling hit my shoulder blade so hard that it bruised because I wanted to treat the cats equally instead of favoring one. She also punched me in the temple because she was reading over my shoulder and saw me venting about how she was treating me. Also bruised it, and to this day, I swear it's dipped in more than the other side. I was called a liar by their grandmother when I finally admitted that a cousin (about the same age as me) was SA-ing me and had been since we were very young. Older brother said he'd SA the mom of some guy he hated just to bring the guy out of hiding and fight him. His mother bails him out of everything, so he's never gone to jail.
I feel so much for everyone in all these stories. I'm definitely not as bad as many of these, and at risk of recieving hate for this, I'm most definitely the nightmare sibling of my family. I had a bunch of unaddressed issues as a kid, and I took it all out on my younger brother, attacking for every little annoyance. He almost always had bruises and scratches on him. I can't give a good explanation for it all, I always felt awful (still do) and I always got hit by my parents after, but I kept doing it for years. I'm 19 now and he's 17, and while I'm still dealing with the anger issues (they don't go away easy, but I'm trying my hardest) he and I somehow still have a pretty good relationship. I love him deeply, we enjoy spending time with each other, and he even said to the official person (I forget the role) when she called that he feels safe around me (he mentioned it after the fact) and I still regret how terribly I treated him. Granted, so many of these stories, I imagine the nightmare siblings were in fact just causing harm for the fun of it. But in so many cases, people who cause harm just need help. Sometimes they need a lot of help, sometimes they refuse the help, no matter the case, everyone has their own story, and sometimes, the person causing harm knows they're causing harm, knows it's senseless and knows it never leads to anything good, but they don't know how else to act. I'll step off my soapbox now.
I share many of the experiences that were presented here, not all but many. I often wonder if I even remember them correctly, some of my experiences with my older sister were that bad. She purposefully broke my toys, stole from me and our parents, terrorized me when I was left home alone with her, was frequently physically violent towards me, dominated the bedroom that we had to share (even my parents referred to it as her room, not our room) allowing me use of only the space that comprised the surface of my bed, forced me to stay awake late into the night by not allowing me to enter the room to sleep in said bed, used manipulative tactics with our parents, and when these failed, resorted to outright disobedience, and I could go on, and on. She even attempted to kill me once, when we were kids. I just lived with all of this, and didn’t really know that none of this was how a sister should treat you. This was the only childhood I had, and I knew no different. It actually seemed weird to me when I observed a friend’s sibling being kind to them. It was also difficult to explain how this life was to others who simply assumed my relationship with my sister was “normal”. The really twisted thing that she did though, was to tell all of her children that it was I who was cruel and had done all of these things to her. Wow. After everything else, she would now lie to innocent children to not only make herself look good, but to also make her own sister look bad - literally an attempt to poison our own family’s opinion of me. I have tried to “forgive” her, thinking that since we are adults now, we can have a normal relationship, but then she does this?? I like to think that because I am the younger sibling, and will probably outlive her, some day I will be quite free to set the record completely straight.
When I was a kid I hated being tickled, my sister knew this. We had just gotten back from church and my parents needed to get something from the store. Me, my brother, and my sister were left home alone. My sister started a fight with me and naturally she tackled me. She started to tickle me and I screamed stop. She started to punch me in the face hard. She told me stop screaming so the neighbors wouldn't hear me. She then proceeded to punch me harder. My brother during this was laughing. I hate both of them now.
Watching this on Thanksgiving, I'm really thankful my sister is awesome and we always have each other's back. I maybe haven't been a great sibling but the extent of "bad" stuff we did to each other was just things like "read each other's diary when we were in middle school"
Not siblings as I grew up as an only child but my cousin who's around 4 years older and way taller straight up tried to kill me multiple times. He shoved me off a second story house roof, of the side of a small cruise ship as it was moving and barely within sight of land, he smothered me with a blanket until I passed out and was fully certain I would die. But those are only the times he tried to murder me in front of other people, he also abused me mentally, emotionally and physically by for example forcing my hand onto the lit BBQ rack. Anyway literally everyone knew this but my mom didn't care about me and his parents vocally defended him as "boys being boys" so he never got any punishment afaik. In fact, when I got rescued from the ocean on the cruise ship that they thankfully managed to stop before losing sight of me I was very upset and crying about how I scraped my head against the side of the boat and was for a moment sure I'd break my neck, my other aunt told me I need to forgive him. When I didn't want to (it's not like he apologised or got punished at all other than some strangers who saw the incident raising their voices at him) she threw her drink in my face and said I was a sourpuss ruining vacation with my attitude. Anyway, I went no contact with all of them and moved to my dad when I was around 12. I'm still proud of my younger self for getting out of there but I'm in my 30s now and don't have any extended family in my life. I'm not invited to Christmas or weddings, but my cousin sure is.
@@TNT-8M7R Yeah, I really am. There was never any way for me to be part of the family when they allowed him to treat me like that so I don't feel any regret about it but the choice to leave will never be anymore than bittersweet.
@@matildav9711 I totally get it. Sometimes friends are more like family than your actual family. But, there will always be a part that longs for your blood relatives.
This is from a friend of mine, their sibling is really awful. The worst I've heard their sibling do is take a cat by the tail and swing the poor thing, it's why my friend can never have a cat at their place (they both got a house from their parents and they share it together because it's already paid off). Their sibling also goes out a lot (not too bad but still), smokes weed in the pool room, and would often break into my friend's room while they are away from home. We found out the last one because my brother was visiting them, and the sibling just barged in like they owned the place. To say we hate my friend's sibling is an understatement.
I am 15 y/o, my sister's 9 currently. So a 6 year age gap. She was spoiled and cuddled, to the point where she started telling evil, evil lies to my parents that didn't even made sense, and they eventually beat me up and insulted me, and them stood behind them with the most gruesome smile I've ever seen. Fast forward to age 8, I get a Aspergers Diagnosis, and they treat me like sick garbage, insulting my body and shit. They started emotionally neglecting me and physically, mentally and emotionally abusing me. Then the same year. We were outside at an summer early evening, my parents were on playground, talking around with other peers while I was lonely in the bushes. My sister plays with a boy, then gets "lost" a bit more away, and "lost" was an unnecessary statement. They blame ME for not supervising her. I was 8 YEARS OLD. Besides, they were GOSSIPING AROUND WITH OTHER PARENTS, not supervising her either. I WAS A KID. My mom then stood before me, pretending to call the police, "hanging" up, and yelling at me at an incredible volume "THEY'RE GONNA PICK U UP MONDAY AND BRING U TO THE PSYCH WARD!" Fast forward, 9 Years old. Sister told lies again, my mom smeared ketchup over herself and pretends to be dead. I run to my dad, who's just smoking, and he tells me "It's your fault. I'm not gonna call an ambulance." Then he came to me and said to me mockingly: "Does it feel good to have Mama's Blood at your hands?". I cried so brutally. This went on And I get some serious mental health problems until I'm 14 and get transferred into a psych ward for 4 weeks. They were so pissed and ashamed of me in the morning, but then crying when we were at telephone. (I started having suicidal thoughts at age 8 but they got worse until I was in psych ward) I get a Adjustment disorder diagnosis, and a aspergers diagnosis again. When my mom gets the paper she says " I honestly thought you were faking the aspergers." I could have exploded. (My dads narcicisstic ig) My parents are breaking up now. But my sister doesn't recognize and respect boundaries, doesn't respect me, calls me fat, mocks my body issues, and due to me having to move into a residential group soon, she told me she hopes that i wont come.back. And she probably is narcicisstic, due to her just never admitting mistakes.and stuff. I suspect having Borderline, but ill have to get a new therapist first to get a diagnosis, cuz my old one didn't want me anymore. I fucking hate my life.
I am so sorry you have to go through this. I hope things get better for you. Just keep working hard, for yourself, so one day you can get out of that sick place away from these people and be able to live the great life you very well deserve. Wishing you the best!♡
you need to call the police on these people after the first incident. these people are broken and literally dont care aka psychopath. they cant feel sorry.
My brother is the Golden Child who genuinely doesn't view his family as family unless he specifically wants something from them. The last time he visited was when I was in the hospital for chemotherapy-related complications that had me thinking that it was the final bow. He immediately proceeds to demand the keys to the car (this was a few hours from where I was living at the time) from our mother and spends the entire week nowhere near the hospital save for brief appearances so that the madre can get food or go to the commode. I'm released the same day that he's leaving, and the moment it's just the two of us he tells me that "I have no reason to come back to " because for once in his life a family get-together wasn't all about him. Naturally, the materfamilias decided that I needed to forgive him for his narcissism because "he didn't want to be there"; I sure as shit didn't want to be there either, but you didn't see me acting like a colossal tit about it.
My brother tried to hire a hitman to have his stepson killed. And his nightmare stupidity didn't end there. Thank goodness my brother is also a dumb**s, he asked a mutual friend of his & his stepson's for help (let's call that guy Bob), and Bob went straight to the local police. My brother had had his arsenal of weapons seized about a month before because of some insurance scam he and his stepson had been involved in, and it was that seizure that had set him off. So the local police got an ATF agent to pose as the hitman who also was going to supply the weapon. Of course, it's all on video, so my brother was arrested. THEN, to compound his horribleness, he tried to conspire with someone who worked in the jail to 1) have Bob arrested, and then 2) have Bob raped in jail! So the guy who worked in the jail got arrested, too, and lost his job, over this disgusting scheme! At first, our family didn't believe that my brother could stoop so low, until I started to see the evidence. I knew he was dumb, and a jerk, and way too infatuated with weapons, but I hadn't really had much contact with him for decades, so I had no idea how horrible of a person he had become until I started talking to his lawyer. Get this, after all was said and done, he only got about 5 years in JAIL, NOT PRISON, with a bunch of years of his sentence suspended, and about 10 years of probation. AND, he told our relatives that it's ALL MY FAULT, because I agreed to be his Power of Attorney while he was in jail so he wouldn't lose his house & cars, because he has a learning disabled daughter who our younger sister had taken custody of (his long-time girlfriend had been mom to both his teen daughter and adult stepson, but she had died of cancer several months before this incident), but when I kept telling him to shut up about his case when we were on the phone, and to stop talking about it in the jail because jails have informants, he got mad at me and took Power of Attorney off me without my knowledge and gave it to our baby sister, who, when she had access to lots of money, was prone to drug abuse. So, he sent our sister - who had been doing great for a long time - back into drug abuse by putting her in charge of his money, and she eventually died in a house fire right after his trial, and her death certificate added that she had narcotics in her system when she died - she wasn't prescribed any narcotics. She was my next door neighbor, and I still live next door to the empty lot where my sister died because he is a bunch of things I can't call him on the internet. He is so horrible, there are people who have known me for decades who do not know I even have a brother. I don't talk about him because he is a horrible person. I have *nothing* in common with him, and I'd rather be alone than anywhere near him. Our cousins have called me and asked why I don't let him live with me, since I inherited our grandparents' home through our mom (for whom I had to quit my PhD studies to care for when she had cancer, but he refused to see when she was actively dying, and I have anecdotal proof that she was hanging on after she should have died just because she wanted to see her son one more time - I had to tell her to go ahead and die, he wasn't coming), or why I don't help him out more, when I know for a fact that he tells them it was my fault he was in jail in the first place, which is nonsense. I want nothing to do with any of them. Let them have their stupid opinions. I have truth and peace on my side.
I like to watch these so I can motivate myself to get revenge on my older brother who happens to be an apathetic narcissist who denies EVERYTHING he did to me.
When i was 13 My 7 year old brother cut my hair recklessly while I slept and ended up waking me up when he cut my head and I had to get multiple stitches he said he cut my head because it was funny and he cut my hair because he didn’t want me to have any friends. since then he became homeschooled at 8 and has become really nice.
i never experienced anything really, being like 15yrs old younger than all my siblings on average, but my oldest sister and brother put one of my other sisters in the dryer and turned it on. they also used to beat each other up, bad, try to choke each other, smother each other with pillows, and slam each others fingers in doors. my oldest brother even threatened my sister with a pocket knife and went as far as to leaving a long scrape with it down her arm. this all happened before i was born.
I have 3 cousins that have lived with me and my mom for awhile along with my aunt, but my cousins were absolute demons. They always did shit that would be extremely ableist towards me and it didn't help that their mom/my aunt was ableist as shit too, like yelling in front of my door and banging on it [ they knew i got sensory overload from yelling and banging ], one of them accusing me of cheating when i was beating them at mario party to the point they threw the controller straight at my head. It missed my head but it literally left a dent in the wall, i feel scared to think what woule have happened if it hit me. But the last straw for me was when one of our dogs had just had puppies and one of them was a runt. I wasn't fond of puppies but knowing one of them was basically weaker like i was, i wanted to see that puppy grow up healthy. But, then while my cousins were playing, one of them fell and fell straight on their back, onto the puppy. I heard this from the restroom and was pissed, but they never got in trouble because according to my aunt "they're too young to know better." Even though they were 8 by this time and literally had no concern over rhe puppy, they were more concerned about themselves. The puppy dies not soon after since it's ribs were completely broken, and my mom buried the puppy in our front yard. I never wanted to talk to my cousins again after this, and thankfully they've moved out with my aunt now.
TW: physical abuse and bits of bullying As we were kids I 23 ftm found out later in life my bro 24m had horrible anger issues as an infant He was seen flipping out angry as a baby and I didn’t know til I was older and he used to beat me up when I was younger so bad I reacted later in life by getting ready to run and or bolt away when he would walk in a specific way and spoke in a specific tone I reacted like that in high school once and the girl who did what I saw as the similar walk my bro did before chasing me to beat me I was called a pussy for running away by the girl I had to save my parents from him many times I once had a wooden back scratcher break on impact of my arm due to how hard my bro swung to hit my dad I’m still scared to stand up for myself to this day cause of him cause I am still afraid to get beaten and scared to lose my dad due to him and his bad anger Had to hear my mom defend and lie bout my bro and his rude words saying “he never said those things” gaslighting me thinking I was nuts I’m autistic and have adhd and I still doubt my own thoughts or what I hear and feel like I only hear them Also my bro used to bully me when I was in catholic school with him and I trusted he would protect me as a kid How dumb I was My dad is 70 and my mom died last year at age 68
We're all pretty sure our oldest sister killed our mom. I say pretty sure because you don't openly laugh and say "She had what was coming to her" the morning after her passing as you dig around the house for her (ironically expired) will. She's done some other horrible stuff in recent years, including showing up to our Nan's funeral that she was barred from and slowly driving through the parking lot looking for me as I hid in a friend's car. No one ever believes us outside of the family when we explain all the horrible stuff she's done and tell them to not involve us in anything she does because "How could she do something like that?"
My oldest brother made me and my mom almost homeless. Some years after my mom was laid off, our house was claimed by the government or whatever due to the people who we were renting the house from not paying bills. We ended up moving in with my oldest brother and his wife, who were previously leeching off of mom. But now that she didn't have money, she was seen as useless by my oldest brother. After about a year of living with them, it turns out that they haven't paying rent for the house we were staying at and we were being evicted. In the days leading up to our eviction date, mom and I were unable to find any space in a homeless shelter. We had to give up our cats and we were almost facing homelessness until a friend of my mom's managed to find someplace for us to stay. I haven't really talked to my oldest brother ever since then and that's one of the worst things he did.
This really isn't anything compared to a lot of these stories, but here's mine. My bio father (I don't call him my dad anymore) remarried a woman that I disliked. I was 10 at the time. She had three daughters, ages 1/2, 9/10, and 12/13 at the time. The two older girls didn't like me because they were mad about their parents getting divorced and their mom remarrying so fast to my bio father and they took it out on me. One night, I was actually having fun with the middle girl and then the next morning, she told her father and my step monster and bio father that I asked her to make out with me, which I definitely did not do, and they all believed her because at the time, I was semi out as bisexual. The only adult that seemed to really believe me was my mom. Later in the day, she admitted that it never happened, but it still felt like everyone was mad at me and that shame lingered for years. While I'm comfortable talking about it now, it used to make me feel so dirty and ashamed, even though I never actually did anything wrong. It was humiliating to say the least. To add onto it, I was already struggling with severe undiagnosed depression and anxiety at the time and I was self harming and that incident only made it worse.
My older sister, I wouldn’t say she’s a nightmare but I hate her and she hates me, let’s see if I can temper most of the things she’s done 1. When I was younger I asked her to get me some water please, she hands me a cup with soap water 2. She can act super nice at but some small things will make her go crazy 3. Hates me for being a therian, she thinks I’m a furry 4. Makes fun of me for no reason There’s many more but I can’t remember
Relating to story 4: my cousin, when he was six killed a kitten and a chick. And his family still thinks there's nothing wrong with him. A few months ago, he's 8 now, he stabbed grandpa with a pen in the ear. Might have been a mistake he likes grandpa a lot but still he's like that all the time. He's really violent Also I guess I'm quite a nightmare too for my sister Also 7th story: wtf just happened?
I was gonna say that my brother was mentally unstable due to ADHD and made me a few injuries and also made me gone insane when he was young, but damn this is on a whole other level, this is like literal psychopaths
I know this isn't my sibling but of my aunt my dad's sister - Long story short, my father's mother died, open casket in childhood home, dad's sister ( my aunt ) started flicking ash from her cigarette on her face and then proceeded to open her eyes and say peek-a-boo to her own mother's eyes while she was laying dead in her coffin. Whole family was there.
My VERY young brother (8) is an absolute psycho, and will do anything to make me feel uncomfortable Context: My brother is 8 and was born a month early due to his bowels turning into a knot. I'm not sure if this did anything to his brain, but he is just.. wow. So, my brother is the most insane creature I have had the displeasure of living with. There's no real story, so let me list some things he does: 1. He loves to lick me. Just loves it 2. He kisses me all the time, and he knows it makes me uncomfortable 3. He smells like high hell, and will do anything to get right next to me. 4. He always tries to tackle me, and will constantly brawl with me for no good reason 5. He will always leave me to do his work, acting like he didn't do anything and complaining when he has to.
My older brothers were abusive as hell. One is on drugs and the other is currently in jail after being accused of sexually assaulting his girlfriend's teenage daughter. I have no clue whether he actually did it but at this point I hope he rots in prison. I just feel sorry for his son.
Look, I'm not a good person, I'll readily admit that much. But most of these siblings I personally want to unalive and not feel bad. Mostly the first half of the video, but still. I'm just glad I don't actually know these people so I can't do anything I'd regret
My brother dragged me underwater, and kept me under for a good minute or so. I was trying to break free and it took biting him after I almost passed out for him to let go. He laughs about it to this day. I don't.
Looked up to my bro, he did drugs so I did em, I tried doing what he did with a female it backfired miserably, gave money to my other bro and basically just gave my money to my oldest bro, helping his credit. Ruined relationships because of trying to follow his steps and be fwb and then be together with a girl, completely misinformed and mislead and he lies about his drug history. Now he's gone like mentally and he thinks I am but I followed him soo who's messed up
My little sister victimizes herself saying like "I'm so fat" "You like (my name) more, you give them more attention!" "I'm so ugly!" And my parents always rush to comfort her, leaving like no space for me to have love from either of my parents. And when I have to babysit her she breaks things and injured herself on purposebecause I'm the older sibling I am in charge! And then i get grounded for babysitting her and 'letting her get injured' because I'm irresponasble. Seriously, I'm moving the frik away the moment I turn 18
Sounds like you just don't even try to be reasonable with them or honest with them or your parents. She has no respect for you and you have no respect for her, it's pretty obvious. Don't get to the point you have to pull a gun on your sibling in defense like I had to, try and fix it now.
i have many stories of my sister (as of writing this i still live with her). one time around christmas one year my youngest sibling wanted to make cookies and my sister didn't want to. when my sibling started to make cookies my sister pulled a *knife* on my sibling. my mom, grandma and step-dad were in the other room and broke it up quickly
My brother is what you call a nightmare sibling when hes mad but when hes not hes actually a really good kid but I remember when I was younger like 8 and he was like 2 or 3 we got into a fight about something and he got so angry and walked off I was sitting on the floor when he says something like "HAHA" and throws a knife at me it misses my big toe by an inch.
Older sister who is now over 30 and has 3 kids not all from the same dad tried to unalive my younger sister over a disagreement a few years ago and this year made up a slew of lies that constantly changed about my boyfriend because she used to have the hots for him 3 years ago which she was married and he in a relationship at the time because she was jealous i was in a relationship with him
This one isn't like CRAZY or even about my brother necessarily but I think it's good. So after school every day, a lot of kids after school would go to the same park to hang out after a long school day. So my brother had a friend group of like 3rd/4th grade boys I think? They might've been in 2nd grade and they essentially "declared war" on all older siblings. Which was annoying because I had a pretty good relationship with my younger brother where we picked on each other but in good fun before this happened. Anyway they did a lot of annoying things like throwing pinecones or attacking me (i was in like 6th grade probably), but the thing I will never forget is that one day one of the boys comes up to me with a lollipop and gives to me to eat it. It's unwrapped, and normally I'm the kind of person who is gross and will eat it anyway, but something told me I shouldn't, also the stick was warm, and so I figured someone had been sucking on it so I was like mmmm ok no so I instead ended up dropping it on my other brother's head 'cause we were just messing around...well if I had known what was TRULY on that lollipop I WOULD NOT HAVE DONE THAT because it turned out they had dunked the lollipop in like a pool of mud and dirty water they had made that also had THEIR OWN PEE in it like some of the kids literally peed in there, not my brother thank goodness but like I literally dumped a pee covered lollipop on my brothers head AND I MIGHT'VE PUT IT IN MY MOUTH *AGH* I am so glad something told me not to eat that also I have learned no lessons from that and I still eat stuff off the floor
i have two stories. So i have four siblings, 2 bio 2 adopted that don't live with me, like sponsors. So one of my biological sisters, lets call her D, decides to be a bit violent. She's probably 17 and im 10. We are joking around and i take her stylist away from her. We are joking around and horse playing till she starts to strangle me. We are in the kitchen, im in a headlock, being strangled, and I start to try to fight back. She was much older than me and bigger so I can't do anything but wriggle around. I start to cry but she won't stop. I start blacking out but i fortunately get enough courage to push her off and return the stylist. I look at her in fear and then just collapse. She just left me alone second story. So me and D are in the pool with eachother, im still 10, shes still 17. (also my 8 yr old cousin was there) and we are all playing around. My cousin jumps on D's back and then D jumps on my back. Like i said before she is way older than me and bigger. I start to slip and go underwater with both of them still on my back. I try to get up but the weigh on my back refrains me from doing so. I end up on the bottom of the pool floor begging to get back up. My eyes start burning and my lungs feel extremely tight. I start to stand up and I manage to get back up. I gasp for air and then Im pushed back to the bottom of the floor. The same thing happens for about 6 times. Till I escape from the grasp on my shoulders and leave the pool, terrified. D also tried to bash my head on a door. years later, we are good now and she got therapy, i forgave her, but i still live in fear.
These make my story seem tame but my oldest sister faked her own suicide, on top of a whole bunch of other crap, like hitting me and my other sis when we were younger and abandoning her cat with my dad and me when we were struggling with money. (We had another cat at the time so she though it would be ok and she said she would get the cat back in like a week and we still have her 2 years later.)
I think I was like 5 when I came around with a wax Christmas decoration and told me it was a cookie I should eat. Spend forever (I was 5, so maybe half an hour) trying to explain to him that this was wax and not for eating. He went on a long angry rant how he is my brother and how hurt he was that I wouldn't trust him, over and over and over until under the pressure I decided to take a soft bite and go "See?". The moment I bit into hit, he jumped up and ran to mom screaming his lungs out how stupid I was and I tried to eat the decoration and he failed to stop me. And mom comes running trying to explain to me that it was wax. Both of them yelling over me. Yeah, the next 20 years were pure gaslighting and sadism. When he was bored he would scream at his mother over nothing, just trying to break glass with his voice. He can go on 3 year plans sneaking in your trust until he gets his hands on something important. CD with family pictures? USB Drive with your school project? Puts a hammer to hit, throws them into the toilet and then yells at you to come look before flushing it. Laughing nonstop like a mental case. And we are talking about someone in his late 20s early 30s. Now he is 36, with a 17 year old girlfriend who he beats. Nonstop tries to invite himself to everything, where he sits his girlfriend down and makes her talk about how her dad beat and r*ped her when she was 4. With this wide, smug grin on his face when he watches my mom listen to this. Works at some sort of facility where they take care of mentally disabled people ages 10 to 70. I swear if it comes out that he r*ped them all and then forced them to disembowel each other with rusty spoons NOBODY will care. I spend my whole Life telling people he is a Monster and everybody told me I am the one overreacting and not loving my older brother. He is already getting away with pedophilia, he is gonna get away with everything. I have disengaged from this guy as much as I could and he moved on to other victims. Mostly because I have no reaction anymore. He knows perfectly well I gonna open his ripcage with grandfathers axe with the emotional level of reading a newspaper over the smallest thing. I gonna sleep 40 years in prison better than any day this guy is alive.
Our last interaction was pretty simple, he's screaming insults at me and I just decided "I am not going to be a part of this". I turn to leave, so he grips my arm, spits in my face and calls me a coward. "You are trying to provoke me" I told him with a total dead calm as the rage boils inside him. We do this like 16 times until he lets go. Later that night, my Mom cried about how we "beat each other" with is a perfect example. Even with me doing everything right, disengaging and not falling for his need for a fight we were equality involved somehow. But hey, this bored, no emotion, like reading a phonebook, I am to old for this S really gets to him.
Tl;dr explanation: I am the second child and second son of 4 children in total. Older brother: Beat me and destroyed my belongings for entertainment. Especially in front of his friends and girlfriends. He was a pussy though and when I got big enough to fight back he'd be more selective about when and where he would get that entertainment so I would get in trouble with our parents for defending myself. First born son favoritism bullshit. Younger sister #1: Spent years antagonizing me in every way she could resulting in shouting matches. She got frustrated that all I would do is shout at her or complain to our mother and actually admit in front of family and guests that she did it specifically to get me to hit her so she could have the cops throw me in jail. I got her to back off for a month by firing back that if that's what she wanted then I might as well kill her and make it count. Younger sister #2: Began whoring around at 14. It was an open secret but for some reason when our mother actually caught her with one of her night visits sister said they were all my friends and that I was helping her hide them. A blatant lie; sister knew it, mother knew it, I knew it and I made clear that the only one of my friends who was fucking her daughter was the one she let in the front door every day. I was given an ultimatum to either effectively become a surrogate husband to my divorced mother or move out. It's been over a decade since I moved out, the abuse didn't stop even after leaving because they would just be shitty in public instead. Said older brother literally stalked me for 3 city blocks just to call me a f*gg*t. I am not nor have I ever been homosexual. I also found out why I was so abused after I left, turns out I was the sacrificial goat for the family's troubles. Everything was to be blamed on me to make them all feel better about things going wrong. I know this because I found out that after I was no longer abusable and unreachable the new sacrificial goat became sister #2. I will never forgive them and will always hate them.
When I was younger, me and my little sister were at my grandma's house, and we found a hammer somewhere in her bedroom and she asked me to look over at the TV which we were watching so I thought nothing about it and then she asked me for the hammer I gave to her, and a few seconds later, I feel something hard hit my upper back, I started to cry, and she started laughing so hard she fell. She's tried to kill me multiple times after.
one time my sister just straight up grabbed a knife and nearly stabbed me with it cause she "wanted to test me" she has been arrested for murder and drug abuse
Story 4: as much as I hate to say it, sometimes kids are just kinda messed up, same with adults. Sometimes there's trauma that can be identified, sometimes there's underlying mental health conditions that contribute to it, sometimes it's a mix of both. It's terrifying sometimes.
when i was 10 my older brother tried to drown me in the pool he was 22 at the time and him, my other brother (23), me, and our younger sister (7) were playing in the pool he would sometimes jokingly pull us under for a few seconds you know haha you'd go under then come up sputtering and cranky so no one really payed attention when he pulled me under after a little bit they noticed something wasn't right and my sister started smacking at him telling him it wasn't funny and to let me up my other brother started laughing idk if he thought it was a prank or was in on it or what but he was busting up while my sister was reaching near hysterics at this point I'd been under for quite a while and my vision was starting to go dark he then let go and my sister pulled me out of the water when I didn't get up on my own I spent the next 30-45 minute coughing/throwing up water I never bothered telling my parents as they'd say it was a joke or something I'm now 17 and still don't know if he was meaning to kill me or if it was just a really f*cked up prank but I make it a point to never be alone with or leave my sister alone with him when he's around
Thankfully, he grew out of that shit, but my half brother was a little monster. Peeing in air ducts and turning OFF the refrigirator while we were out on vacation kinda monster
@@kp2223 That, I am still unsure of, but it was definitely not a safe situation. Luckily, after I told my parents what he had done, they locked the firearms away as they should have in the first place.
Brother was like 4 and me 6, then he threatened me with a "small knife"(no clue what the translation is) if i didnt help him find something, thankfully he was stupid so he didnt realise i was doing jack shit to help him
I don't have an absolute psycho sibling, but my disowned from my life half sister is horrible, let's call her Ash. Ash abused me similarly to how our "father" did, mentally, physically, emotionally, and verbal sexual abuse. She'd constantly comment on my body and how I'd never sleep with anyone with how fat I am, as if her insane thinness was any good for her. She let her husband almost beat me up just because he was angry, and I had to cower in a corner until someone actually did something. She'd slap me a lot, luckily never across the face, and "spank" me constantly, throwing things at me too very violently. She has three kids, and I wish I could force those kids out of her house, so she and her husband could never hurt them again, but CPS in North America (especially the USA) sucks. I'm glad all the rest of my siblings (full sister, good half sister, two half brothers) aren't monsters like Ash Oh, and she stole a bunch of my stuff just because. Stole my toys, stole my full sister's Pokémon cards that weren't bought by her or our "father", etc. She still steals, so I have to guard my stuff when she visits our oma, because she will steal my expensive microphone and drawing tablet to sell them
Me: finally a topic i can get into Comments: welcome home 😂😂😂😂😂 We put fun in dysfunctional. And our family was the extreme sports of horror. Im the youngest of six. We have all had horrible experiences and went through years of trauma. Sad part was that our father is super educated and mom was incredibly nice person. Neither one did drugs, alcohol, gambling or any other bad vice. I wont tell any stories because i have several volumes worth. But many stories on here are similar to mine or my siblings. People suck. Be a better person. Most of us have healed enough to navigate life and live well. One sister still off the rails. I think she is a true psychopath. If i told you half the stories you'd probably think i was lying. But i don't talk to her anymore. I couldn't do her abuse and manipulation anymore. Another sis is a sociopath, but does well.
My 2 younger brothers constantly fight One is11 The other is 16. Youngest bro used to be the one who started fights but recently 16yo bro has gained an attitude and he's been threatening people and swearing. He recently fought with our niece 13/14 he pushed her while we were waiting for the bus. She was recovering from a broken leg and was on crutches? WTF! Idk what to do. Please help.edit I'm 17
My little sister called me a s*ut and a w*ore when I came out as pan. Needless to say٫ a bit worried about coming out as non binary...heh. This was while I was on a face time call with my٫ now ex٫ completely psycho٫ boyfriend. He laughed as I cried.
Story 5??? Wtf. All these stories i bet none of them told mom and dad. I cant even finish the vid. Yall shoulda run away. 5, id run away and if they ever found me, id tell em everything and say im not going back.
Just came down to the comments after hearing that one. Dude is a monster who should be avoided at all costs. Plus, based on what OP said about the brother learning intimidation tactics from his dad, and how his dad absolutely loves the brother, I'm concerned the father is the exact same type of shithead
Okay,story time,but I’m the chaotic sibling: When I was 5 or so,I was very annoyed with my brother.He kept following me wherever he went and kept asking to play with me,and no matter how much I wanted to be alone,he followed me.And whenever Mom or Dad was involved,my brother won. So,I took matters into my own hands. I grabbed some red marker and a used lollipop stick(I knew I couldn’t use a knife),and prepared to create a crime scenes where my brother murdered me,so that I could have some revenge of his annoyance,even though I should be acting dead.I drew some blood on the lollipop stick,put it by my brother,and drew blood *all over the carpet floor* (it’s wooden now).It traced back to my room,where me and a plushie awaited in a pool of red marker. About a minute passed,and my Dad walks out of the shower and notices the red marker.”What the heck…?”Thats when I jumped up and said I drew it.When he asked why,I said “I’m playing…” “Playing what..?” “…*dead*.” I’m lucky my Dad didn’t think I was mentally ill. After that,I was told to help clean up the red marker and I was banned from markers and locked in my room for a week. Good times.
I got nothing on the things said here, but my youngest brother (14) is growing to be a nightmare. He's the baby of the family, so he's kinda spoiled. He walks around screaming, doing whatever he wants, and fake hits my mother, or pinches her until she's done, and talks to her in an awful way, not to mention he won't help clean or do chores. He interrupts everyone to tell them "nobody asked" or insult them in some trivial way and spends his time playing roblox and trying to learn to hack. (He got doxxed doing this btw). Whatever he wants to learn or do my parents will just let him, so there's a lot of equipment laying around that he used for a short period of time, since he will lose interest in a month, at most. Drums, a guitar, equipment for an ant farm, and more. He's nice when he's not tormenting people, but every time i go visit there's less of the nice kid and more of the spoiled brat that he is becoming. I worry about him.
My dad used to trust my brother to watch me at home. He worked at this pizzeria he owned, it was a franchise and he was the ceo. All he left was this doll to talk to me. Thing is, I was really afraid of these robots they had at the restaurant. I always tried to have nothing to do with them, but my brother hated watching me, and would always try to scare me with a mask he had of one of them. He’d leave me alone for hours and he made me cry everyday. One day, it was my birthday, and he got his friends to shove my head in one of the robots jaws. Thing was, this cause the mouth to close shut, crushing my head. Dad couldn’t even come to see me in the hospital, and the only thing my brother said was sorry, smh.
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My brother's literal only motivation in life is to cause me as much pain as possible, and he builds his entire life around trying to ruin mine. Since I feel like I should give specific examples. He's tried to drown me, befriended my rapist and then spread rumors that I was the perpetrator, made fun of me for the PTSD he caused me, and for a long time he tried to use my hatred for him to convince my parents I had anger issues. I am now incapable of crying.
There's more, but that's what comes to mind
holy shit thats so terrible. what a monster. I am left speechless. I wish you best buddy.
Thanks man@@DaburuTori
I'm so sorry you went through that. 🫂
I’m so sorry you went through all that, no one deserves that.
My sister's husband tried to SA me and I told her about it. She beat me, beat me all over my body and face with a bucket handle. I had a scar running across my face and I had to go to school. Had to see the high school guidance and counselor and it was embarrassing to realise I was being abused and I still had to live with her for another 2 years...dad was dead, mom had abandoned us. I hate her and I haven't seen her in 7 years.
Dang that's messed up I hope you're doing better and I wish you the best
It's good to know I'm not alone. You all have my deepest compassion. Leave these people in the dust. Peace be with you.
Youngest of 10 here. One of my sisters is 6 years older than me. She got pulled over one night in the late 1980s. At the time, our county sheriff had the same last name as me (we have different fathers). She thought she’d get out of the ticket (driving without a license) by giving the cop that pulled her over, my name. Couldn’t get my license for 3 years because of her. I’m lucky I didn’t get in serious legal trouble, because the court also added a charge for failure to appear.
My sister did that to me, too! I already had a license, thank goodness, but I got points against my license that I didn't deserve.
My sister was younger than me. I had a different mailing address from her because I had just gotten out of college but I was staying with her and our dad. My mom came over one day with the mail, and there was something from a local magistrate. It was a speeding ticket. I called them and told them, this is a mistake, I haven't been driving in a while, my dad wouldn't let me borrow his car. So he read the ticket info to me, and the state trooper had perfectly described my sister in her pink fur coat and her best friend at the time sitting in the passenger seat. When I got off the phone - after telling the magistrate who those two in the car were and he had informed me that was a whole 'nother crime - I ran out of my dad's room where the phone was and lunged at my sister. Our mom grabbed me before I could get to her and shoved me out the door and asked me to explain. I told her what happened, and she said, "well, the points will take your sister's license, and you have 0 points, so why don't you have your dad pay the ticket, take the points, and have your sister pay your dad back?" Being the good sister I am, I said FINE, I won't hurt her. But our dad was a jerk. When he came home, my sister was already at work, and I told him about it, and instead of being mad at her, he called ME a "troublemaker" and kicked me out. I had nowhere to go, so I had to call my boyfriend who lived 3 counties away and had just bought his own house, and he came and got me. Several months later, I moved to another state and got a license in that state.
After I got my license in that state, I called my mom and she said, "I'm glad to hear you now have a Maryland license, because now I can tell you we never took that ticket out of your name, you still have points against your license in your home state."
DECADES LATER, we are in our 40s, and I'm back in my home state, my sister is my next door neighbor. She calls me up on a rainy night, "my boyfriend and I were in an accident, I need you to come and pick me up." So I drive out to where she told me she'd be and get her. The next day, one of my cousins calls me. "Are you all right?" I said I'm fine, why? "The paper says you were in an accident last night!" I wasn't in an accident last night, Sheila was, though. So I get the local paper, open it up, there's MY NAME and my sister's boyfriend's name as being the passenger and driver of my dad's car, respectively, that was in an accident the night before. She had told the police she was me, and when they asked for an ID, she bolted, then had the gall to call me and ask me to pick her up, and NEVER MENTIONED IT!
Yet, she is NOT my most horrible sibling, by far!
Thanks for these stories...these monster siblings are Psychopaths...no empathy, no remorse, no feelings ..no conscience....so sorry for your sufferings... wishing you all healing and a happy life!❤
Story #5 really broke my heart...the way he abused you, he should have gone to prison...he is a psychopath...but where were your parents? I am so sorry... wishing you healing and a very happy life ❤
My aunt tried to stab my dad to death once. They were fighting and he overpowered her, so she told my youngest uncle to get her a knife. Dad told him not to, but my aunt reminded my uncle that she was in charge. When my uncle went to get the knife, my dad kneed her and ran.
When she got older, she tried to run my other uncle off the road.
I can’t even imagine growing up with an awful sibling. I’m a twin (I’m a girl, and I have a twin brother), and my brother is my best friend in the whole world. We have a million inside jokes that have been long-running for years, and we like to look back and talk about things, since we’re the only ones who have been with each other through our whole lives in school and stuff. I begin to reel when other people say that they “hate having a twin ‘cos their sibling is annoying” because I love having a twin and wouldn’t want it any other way. Obviously, if a sibling is as bad as the ones in this video, then it’s good to want to get away, but I’ve never understood not liking siblings just because they’re annoying, since they make such good friends.
Dislocated both shoulders at the same, choking me with my own arms (criss crossed across my neck), shattered my septum, fractured my facial bone at my right eye socket and burst nearly every blood vessel in my right eye... because i turned off the playstation. Thats not including when he dislocated my jaw for saying "no" to him...
Years later he demanded my dad disown me if I didn't pay all the fees to get rid of his warrant for said attacks... we were no contact lol
Years after that he told me to shoot myself in the face because I wouldn't give him drug money... were trying to rebuild a relationship cuz "he had changed and matured so much over the years..."
He didnt
My son went to auntie (my 8 yr younger sister) to help him with his 1st tax season. He found out the next year that she skimmed close to $2500 off his $3500 refund. She blamed her at the time husband for the idea. To keep my son from calling it in, my now exBIL paid "his" half but his aunt tried to negotiate her half!
I survived 54 years of torment at the hands of my older brother, who always wanted to be an only child.
To say this gave me mental issues is an understatement.
I had my first mental breakdown in my pre-teens.
I looked up to him and sought his approval and love, but he would physically and mentally abuse me. Yet I would always forgive him. He would be ok for a day or three, then beat me up with his fists, break my toys.
My parents didn't notice because he was well-behaved around them.
Eventually, I learned I could not rely on my parents to save me.
I had no safe place.
In my 30s, I broke down again and lost all interest in life.
My parents took me in.
I was able to get my mom to understand what my brother did and was still doing to me.
That helped me to find an equilibrium with my depression so I could live with myself.
Until my mom passed away.
Now it's just me and him.
I never married.
What did I do to deserve this life?
EDIT:
Damn, the day I wrote the above post was a very bad day.
I read one hell of a lot, and I've been talking to my brother about books.
That's safe territory.
We are going go have lunch at the end of the month to swop some books.
I still want my brother in my life.
We shared a common experience serving our country in the military. That was the closest we'd ever been on an emotional, sympathetic level.
Blood is thicker than water, I keep telling myself. (but I think sometimes it's sicker than water.)
Stick to safe subjects- Like books, military history, Brad Binder (go 33!), Moto GP, sleeping with his wife, ask about his health and his son.
Avoid alcohol and touchy subjects.
Be positive. (Stop feeling like a victim or others will treat me like one.)
No, I will not talk to him about sleeping with his wife, you sickos! Are you nuts?
I hide behind humour and books.
Somedays all you can do us laugh at yourself, then get into a good book with a huge mug of coffee.
Sorry for the torment buddy
I’m so sorry, I really hope things get better soon. What happened to you/what’s happening to you is horrible and you don’t deserve it. I wish you find a way to get out and that you’re able to live a happy life afterwards. Virtual hugs ❤
My advice is to stay away love from afar. Your life is not hopeless. Do what you have to do to stay away from your brother. Find someone to love, move on with life. You can do it I believe in you.
Yeah, I get breakdowns sometimes too, whenever I was I’m in school I’m expecting to be bullied, I’ve gone to 2 schools in the matter of a year. I left my last school because of bullying reasons. I’m in my current school, but I was being bullied. Thankfully it’s stopped now. But I know what your going through. Your not alone. Trust me. You will get through this
@@debriannaramos I did find a love that kept me sane. Reading books.
I was never cut out for marriage, kids, and a house, but I fell in love with reading.
I know it's a security blanket, keeping the world at bay as I live my life through words, but it's worked for me for most of my life.
I'm not comfortable saying much, but a few things I remember about my brother in no particular order:
- He screamed that I was an 'unfit eldest sibling' and threw a stool at me when I was sitting on the couch
- He SA'd my eldest sister and I think went to juvie for it
- He ripped the head off of one of my toys and hid it behind the TV when we were very, very young
- He'd get into uncontrollable rage fits in which nobody, not even our mother, could calm him down
He's the main reason I cut contact over a decade ago and haven't seen any of them face to face since.
All the siblings in these stories prove it was a mistake to close all the insane asylums for the criminally insane...
That one girls ex boyfriend was smart though. Made her stop the car and rescued her siblings from her.
I don't have any siblings of my own, but that story of the sister ruining everything that the other sister really likes reminded me so much of my best friends sister.
I don't think she ever destroyed objects that my best friend liked, but she has hooked up with the mayority of all the people that my best friend has hooked up or been in a relationship with, and then she would always tell my best friend about it. She even hooked up with my cousin and told ME about it 🤢
Right now, she's in a relationship and living in an appartment with my best friends ex.
older sibling burned me with a lighter and a needle, pushed me and caused me to bite straight through my lip, constantly hit and punched me when they wouldn't get their way, and also tried to control almost every aspect of my life
they've mellowed out more and admitted to regretting every second of it, and i do think they've changed a lot, but I don't think we'll ever truely be close
I went NC with everyone almost two years ago, but I still remember what I had to endure until then. My older brother once put me in a chokehold and choked me because I wouldn't give him a hug and lashed out when he tried to give me one. His mother stopped him as I started to struggle. My younger sibling hit my shoulder blade so hard that it bruised because I wanted to treat the cats equally instead of favoring one. She also punched me in the temple because she was reading over my shoulder and saw me venting about how she was treating me. Also bruised it, and to this day, I swear it's dipped in more than the other side. I was called a liar by their grandmother when I finally admitted that a cousin (about the same age as me) was SA-ing me and had been since we were very young. Older brother said he'd SA the mom of some guy he hated just to bring the guy out of hiding and fight him. His mother bails him out of everything, so he's never gone to jail.
I feel so much for everyone in all these stories. I'm definitely not as bad as many of these, and at risk of recieving hate for this, I'm most definitely the nightmare sibling of my family. I had a bunch of unaddressed issues as a kid, and I took it all out on my younger brother, attacking for every little annoyance. He almost always had bruises and scratches on him. I can't give a good explanation for it all, I always felt awful (still do) and I always got hit by my parents after, but I kept doing it for years. I'm 19 now and he's 17, and while I'm still dealing with the anger issues (they don't go away easy, but I'm trying my hardest) he and I somehow still have a pretty good relationship. I love him deeply, we enjoy spending time with each other, and he even said to the official person (I forget the role) when she called that he feels safe around me (he mentioned it after the fact) and I still regret how terribly I treated him.
Granted, so many of these stories, I imagine the nightmare siblings were in fact just causing harm for the fun of it. But in so many cases, people who cause harm just need help. Sometimes they need a lot of help, sometimes they refuse the help, no matter the case, everyone has their own story, and sometimes, the person causing harm knows they're causing harm, knows it's senseless and knows it never leads to anything good, but they don't know how else to act.
I'll step off my soapbox now.
I share many of the experiences that were presented here, not all but many. I often wonder if I even remember them correctly, some of my experiences with my older sister were that bad. She purposefully broke my toys, stole from me and our parents, terrorized me when I was left home alone with her, was frequently physically violent towards me, dominated the bedroom that we had to share (even my parents referred to it as her room, not our room) allowing me use of only the space that comprised the surface of my bed, forced me to stay awake late into the night by not allowing me to enter the room to sleep in said bed, used manipulative tactics with our parents, and when these failed, resorted to outright disobedience, and I could go on, and on. She even attempted to kill me once, when we were kids. I just lived with all of this, and didn’t really know that none of this was how a sister should treat you. This was the only childhood I had, and I knew no different. It actually seemed weird to me when I observed a friend’s sibling being kind to them. It was also difficult to explain how this life was to others who simply assumed my relationship with my sister was “normal”. The really twisted thing that she did though, was to tell all of her children that it was I who was cruel and had done all of these things to her. Wow. After everything else, she would now lie to innocent children to not only make herself look good, but to also make her own sister look bad - literally an attempt to poison our own family’s opinion of me. I have tried to “forgive” her, thinking that since we are adults now, we can have a normal relationship, but then she does this?? I like to think that because I am the younger sibling, and will probably outlive her, some day I will be quite free to set the record completely straight.
When I was a kid I hated being tickled, my sister knew this. We had just gotten back from church and my parents needed to get something from the store. Me, my brother, and my sister were left home alone. My sister started a fight with me and naturally she tackled me. She started to tickle me and I screamed stop. She started to punch me in the face hard. She told me stop screaming so the neighbors wouldn't hear me. She then proceeded to punch me harder. My brother during this was laughing. I hate both of them now.
Watching this on Thanksgiving, I'm really thankful my sister is awesome and we always have each other's back. I maybe haven't been a great sibling but the extent of "bad" stuff we did to each other was just things like "read each other's diary when we were in middle school"
Not siblings as I grew up as an only child but my cousin who's around 4 years older and way taller straight up tried to kill me multiple times. He shoved me off a second story house roof, of the side of a small cruise ship as it was moving and barely within sight of land, he smothered me with a blanket until I passed out and was fully certain I would die. But those are only the times he tried to murder me in front of other people, he also abused me mentally, emotionally and physically by for example forcing my hand onto the lit BBQ rack. Anyway literally everyone knew this but my mom didn't care about me and his parents vocally defended him as "boys being boys" so he never got any punishment afaik. In fact, when I got rescued from the ocean on the cruise ship that they thankfully managed to stop before losing sight of me I was very upset and crying about how I scraped my head against the side of the boat and was for a moment sure I'd break my neck, my other aunt told me I need to forgive him. When I didn't want to (it's not like he apologised or got punished at all other than some strangers who saw the incident raising their voices at him) she threw her drink in my face and said I was a sourpuss ruining vacation with my attitude.
Anyway, I went no contact with all of them and moved to my dad when I was around 12. I'm still proud of my younger self for getting out of there but I'm in my 30s now and don't have any extended family in my life. I'm not invited to Christmas or weddings, but my cousin sure is.
I know it hurts but you're better off without toxic people in your life.
@@TNT-8M7R Yeah, I really am. There was never any way for me to be part of the family when they allowed him to treat me like that so I don't feel any regret about it but the choice to leave will never be anymore than bittersweet.
@@matildav9711 I totally get it. Sometimes friends are more like family than your actual family. But, there will always be a part that longs for your blood relatives.
This is from a friend of mine, their sibling is really awful.
The worst I've heard their sibling do is take a cat by the tail and swing the poor thing, it's why my friend can never have a cat at their place (they both got a house from their parents and they share it together because it's already paid off). Their sibling also goes out a lot (not too bad but still), smokes weed in the pool room, and would often break into my friend's room while they are away from home. We found out the last one because my brother was visiting them, and the sibling just barged in like they owned the place.
To say we hate my friend's sibling is an understatement.
i used to think I myself was the nightmare sibling when I would steal my sister's toys, but man this was on another level
I am 15 y/o, my sister's 9 currently.
So a 6 year age gap.
She was spoiled and cuddled, to the point where she started telling evil, evil lies to my parents that didn't even made sense, and they eventually beat me up and insulted me, and them stood behind them with the most gruesome smile I've ever seen.
Fast forward to age 8, I get a Aspergers Diagnosis, and they treat me like sick garbage, insulting my body and shit.
They started emotionally neglecting me and physically, mentally and emotionally abusing me.
Then the same year. We were outside at an summer early evening, my parents were on playground, talking around with other peers while I was lonely in the bushes. My sister plays with a boy, then gets "lost" a bit more away, and "lost" was an unnecessary statement. They blame ME for not supervising her.
I was 8 YEARS OLD. Besides, they were GOSSIPING AROUND WITH OTHER PARENTS, not supervising her either.
I WAS A KID.
My mom then stood before me, pretending to call the police, "hanging" up, and yelling at me at an incredible volume "THEY'RE GONNA PICK U UP MONDAY AND BRING U TO THE PSYCH WARD!"
Fast forward, 9 Years old.
Sister told lies again, my mom smeared ketchup over herself and pretends to be dead.
I run to my dad, who's just smoking, and he tells me "It's your fault. I'm not gonna call an ambulance."
Then he came to me and said to me mockingly: "Does it feel good to have Mama's Blood at your hands?".
I cried so brutally.
This went on And I get some serious mental health problems until I'm 14 and get transferred into a psych ward for 4 weeks.
They were so pissed and ashamed of me in the morning, but then crying when we were at telephone.
(I started having suicidal thoughts at age 8 but they got worse until I was in psych ward)
I get a Adjustment disorder diagnosis, and a aspergers diagnosis again.
When my mom gets the paper she says " I honestly thought you were faking the aspergers."
I could have exploded.
(My dads narcicisstic ig)
My parents are breaking up now.
But my sister doesn't recognize and respect boundaries, doesn't respect me, calls me fat, mocks my body issues, and due to me having to move into a residential group soon, she told me she hopes that i wont come.back.
And she probably is narcicisstic, due to her just never admitting mistakes.and stuff.
I suspect having Borderline, but ill have to get a new therapist first to get a diagnosis, cuz my old one didn't want me anymore.
I fucking hate my life.
Oh my god, I'm so sorry...
...I don't know what else to say... at age 8?! That's so messed up of your family...
You derserve better
you misspelled narcissistic
@@TaranVaranYT I am cracking up at this
I am so sorry you have to go through this. I hope things get better for you. Just keep working hard, for yourself, so one day you can get out of that sick place away from these people and be able to live the great life you very well deserve. Wishing you the best!♡
you need to call the police on these people after the first incident. these people are broken and literally dont care aka psychopath. they cant feel sorry.
also record all you can.
My brother is the Golden Child who genuinely doesn't view his family as family unless he specifically wants something from them. The last time he visited was when I was in the hospital for chemotherapy-related complications that had me thinking that it was the final bow. He immediately proceeds to demand the keys to the car (this was a few hours from where I was living at the time) from our mother and spends the entire week nowhere near the hospital save for brief appearances so that the madre can get food or go to the commode. I'm released the same day that he's leaving, and the moment it's just the two of us he tells me that "I have no reason to come back to " because for once in his life a family get-together wasn't all about him. Naturally, the materfamilias decided that I needed to forgive him for his narcissism because "he didn't want to be there"; I sure as shit didn't want to be there either, but you didn't see me acting like a colossal tit about it.
I grew up with an older and younger brother who the three of us stuck together and took care of each other. We had to, our parents sucked
My sis tried strangling me under a Christmas tree.
She also touched down there making my depression worse
My brother tried to hire a hitman to have his stepson killed. And his nightmare stupidity didn't end there.
Thank goodness my brother is also a dumb**s, he asked a mutual friend of his & his stepson's for help (let's call that guy Bob), and Bob went straight to the local police. My brother had had his arsenal of weapons seized about a month before because of some insurance scam he and his stepson had been involved in, and it was that seizure that had set him off. So the local police got an ATF agent to pose as the hitman who also was going to supply the weapon. Of course, it's all on video, so my brother was arrested.
THEN, to compound his horribleness, he tried to conspire with someone who worked in the jail to 1) have Bob arrested, and then 2) have Bob raped in jail! So the guy who worked in the jail got arrested, too, and lost his job, over this disgusting scheme!
At first, our family didn't believe that my brother could stoop so low, until I started to see the evidence. I knew he was dumb, and a jerk, and way too infatuated with weapons, but I hadn't really had much contact with him for decades, so I had no idea how horrible of a person he had become until I started talking to his lawyer. Get this, after all was said and done, he only got about 5 years in JAIL, NOT PRISON, with a bunch of years of his sentence suspended, and about 10 years of probation. AND, he told our relatives that it's ALL MY FAULT, because I agreed to be his Power of Attorney while he was in jail so he wouldn't lose his house & cars, because he has a learning disabled daughter who our younger sister had taken custody of (his long-time girlfriend had been mom to both his teen daughter and adult stepson, but she had died of cancer several months before this incident), but when I kept telling him to shut up about his case when we were on the phone, and to stop talking about it in the jail because jails have informants, he got mad at me and took Power of Attorney off me without my knowledge and gave it to our baby sister, who, when she had access to lots of money, was prone to drug abuse.
So, he sent our sister - who had been doing great for a long time - back into drug abuse by putting her in charge of his money, and she eventually died in a house fire right after his trial, and her death certificate added that she had narcotics in her system when she died - she wasn't prescribed any narcotics. She was my next door neighbor, and I still live next door to the empty lot where my sister died because he is a bunch of things I can't call him on the internet. He is so horrible, there are people who have known me for decades who do not know I even have a brother. I don't talk about him because he is a horrible person. I have *nothing* in common with him, and I'd rather be alone than anywhere near him. Our cousins have called me and asked why I don't let him live with me, since I inherited our grandparents' home through our mom (for whom I had to quit my PhD studies to care for when she had cancer, but he refused to see when she was actively dying, and I have anecdotal proof that she was hanging on after she should have died just because she wanted to see her son one more time - I had to tell her to go ahead and die, he wasn't coming), or why I don't help him out more, when I know for a fact that he tells them it was my fault he was in jail in the first place, which is nonsense. I want nothing to do with any of them. Let them have their stupid opinions. I have truth and peace on my side.
This is why online tutorials exist
Such as: how to get away with murder
I like to watch these so I can motivate myself to get revenge on my older brother who happens to be an apathetic narcissist who denies EVERYTHING he did to me.
The one who isn't an adult, and who happens to the ONLY one who isn't.
When i was 13 My 7 year old brother cut my hair recklessly while I slept and ended up waking me up when he cut my head and I had to get multiple stitches he said he cut my head because it was funny and he cut my hair because he didn’t want me to have any friends. since then he became homeschooled at 8 and has become really nice.
i never experienced anything really, being like 15yrs old younger than all my siblings on average, but my oldest sister and brother put one of my other sisters in the dryer and turned it on. they also used to beat each other up, bad, try to choke each other, smother each other with pillows, and slam each others fingers in doors. my oldest brother even threatened my sister with a pocket knife and went as far as to leaving a long scrape with it down her arm. this all happened before i was born.
I have 3 cousins that have lived with me and my mom for awhile along with my aunt, but my cousins were absolute demons. They always did shit that would be extremely ableist towards me and it didn't help that their mom/my aunt was ableist as shit too, like yelling in front of my door and banging on it [ they knew i got sensory overload from yelling and banging ], one of them accusing me of cheating when i was beating them at mario party to the point they threw the controller straight at my head. It missed my head but it literally left a dent in the wall, i feel scared to think what woule have happened if it hit me. But the last straw for me was when one of our dogs had just had puppies and one of them was a runt. I wasn't fond of puppies but knowing one of them was basically weaker like i was, i wanted to see that puppy grow up healthy. But, then while my cousins were playing, one of them fell and fell straight on their back, onto the puppy. I heard this from the restroom and was pissed, but they never got in trouble because according to my aunt "they're too young to know better." Even though they were 8 by this time and literally had no concern over rhe puppy, they were more concerned about themselves. The puppy dies not soon after since it's ribs were completely broken, and my mom buried the puppy in our front yard. I never wanted to talk to my cousins again after this, and thankfully they've moved out with my aunt now.
I ran away to a different country from my family.
I thought my family was messed up wow.
TW: physical abuse and bits of bullying
As we were kids I 23 ftm found out later in life my bro 24m had horrible anger issues as an infant
He was seen flipping out angry as a baby and I didn’t know til I was older and he used to beat me up when I was younger so bad I reacted later in life by getting ready to run and or bolt away when he would walk in a specific way and spoke in a specific tone
I reacted like that in high school once and the girl who did what I saw as the similar walk my bro did before chasing me to beat me I was called a pussy for running away by the girl
I had to save my parents from him many times
I once had a wooden back scratcher break on impact of my arm due to how hard my bro swung to hit my dad
I’m still scared to stand up for myself to this day cause of him cause I am still afraid to get beaten and scared to lose my dad due to him and his bad anger
Had to hear my mom defend and lie bout my bro and his rude words saying “he never said those things” gaslighting me thinking I was nuts
I’m autistic and have adhd and I still doubt my own thoughts or what I hear and feel like I only hear them
Also my bro used to bully me when I was in catholic school with him and I trusted he would protect me as a kid
How dumb I was
My dad is 70 and my mom died last year at age 68
We're all pretty sure our oldest sister killed our mom. I say pretty sure because you don't openly laugh and say "She had what was coming to her" the morning after her passing as you dig around the house for her (ironically expired) will. She's done some other horrible stuff in recent years, including showing up to our Nan's funeral that she was barred from and slowly driving through the parking lot looking for me as I hid in a friend's car. No one ever believes us outside of the family when we explain all the horrible stuff she's done and tell them to not involve us in anything she does because "How could she do something like that?"
I believe you. WYKYK
My oldest brother made me and my mom almost homeless.
Some years after my mom was laid off, our house was claimed by the government or whatever due to the people who we were renting the house from not paying bills. We ended up moving in with my oldest brother and his wife, who were previously leeching off of mom.
But now that she didn't have money, she was seen as useless by my oldest brother. After about a year of living with them, it turns out that they haven't paying rent for the house we were staying at and we were being evicted.
In the days leading up to our eviction date, mom and I were unable to find any space in a homeless shelter. We had to give up our cats and we were almost facing homelessness until a friend of my mom's managed to find someplace for us to stay.
I haven't really talked to my oldest brother ever since then and that's one of the worst things he did.
My siblings are spoiled as fiddlesticks when I say "no" they force me and cry
This really isn't anything compared to a lot of these stories, but here's mine. My bio father (I don't call him my dad anymore) remarried a woman that I disliked. I was 10 at the time. She had three daughters, ages 1/2, 9/10, and 12/13 at the time. The two older girls didn't like me because they were mad about their parents getting divorced and their mom remarrying so fast to my bio father and they took it out on me. One night, I was actually having fun with the middle girl and then the next morning, she told her father and my step monster and bio father that I asked her to make out with me, which I definitely did not do, and they all believed her because at the time, I was semi out as bisexual. The only adult that seemed to really believe me was my mom. Later in the day, she admitted that it never happened, but it still felt like everyone was mad at me and that shame lingered for years. While I'm comfortable talking about it now, it used to make me feel so dirty and ashamed, even though I never actually did anything wrong. It was humiliating to say the least. To add onto it, I was already struggling with severe undiagnosed depression and anxiety at the time and I was self harming and that incident only made it worse.
My older sister, I wouldn’t say she’s a nightmare but I hate her and she hates me, let’s see if I can temper most of the things she’s done
1. When I was younger I asked her to get me some water please, she hands me a cup with soap water
2. She can act super nice at but some small things will make her go crazy
3. Hates me for being a therian, she thinks I’m a furry
4. Makes fun of me for no reason
There’s many more but I can’t remember
Relating to story 4: my cousin, when he was six killed a kitten and a chick. And his family still thinks there's nothing wrong with him. A few months ago, he's 8 now, he stabbed grandpa with a pen in the ear. Might have been a mistake he likes grandpa a lot but still he's like that all the time. He's really violent
Also I guess I'm quite a nightmare too for my sister
Also 7th story: wtf just happened?
I was gonna say that my brother was mentally unstable due to ADHD and made me a few injuries and also made me gone insane when he was young, but damn this is on a whole other level, this is like literal psychopaths
I know this isn't my sibling but of my aunt my dad's sister - Long story short, my father's mother died, open casket in childhood home, dad's sister ( my aunt ) started flicking ash from her cigarette on her face and then proceeded to open her eyes and say peek-a-boo to her own mother's eyes while she was laying dead in her coffin. Whole family was there.
My VERY young brother (8) is an absolute psycho, and will do anything to make me feel uncomfortable
Context: My brother is 8 and was born a month early due to his bowels turning into a knot. I'm not sure if this did anything to his brain, but he is just.. wow.
So, my brother is the most insane creature I have had the displeasure of living with. There's no real story, so let me list some things he does:
1. He loves to lick me. Just loves it
2. He kisses me all the time, and he knows it makes me uncomfortable
3. He smells like high hell, and will do anything to get right next to me.
4. He always tries to tackle me, and will constantly brawl with me for no good reason
5. He will always leave me to do his work, acting like he didn't do anything and complaining when he has to.
my sister tried to poison me with soap. dish soap
story 3 is the reason we have child supporot
My older brothers were abusive as hell. One is on drugs and the other is currently in jail after being accused of sexually assaulting his girlfriend's teenage daughter.
I have no clue whether he actually did it but at this point I hope he rots in prison. I just feel sorry for his son.
Look, I'm not a good person, I'll readily admit that much. But most of these siblings I personally want to unalive and not feel bad. Mostly the first half of the video, but still. I'm just glad I don't actually know these people so I can't do anything I'd regret
My brother dragged me underwater, and kept me under for a good minute or so. I was trying to break free and it took biting him after I almost passed out for him to let go. He laughs about it to this day. I don't.
Looked up to my bro, he did drugs so I did em, I tried doing what he did with a female it backfired miserably, gave money to my other bro and basically just gave my money to my oldest bro, helping his credit. Ruined relationships because of trying to follow his steps and be fwb and then be together with a girl, completely misinformed and mislead and he lies about his drug history. Now he's gone like mentally and he thinks I am but I followed him soo who's messed up
Poor turtle 😢 🐢
My little sister victimizes herself saying like "I'm so fat" "You like (my name) more, you give them more attention!" "I'm so ugly!" And my parents always rush to comfort her, leaving like no space for me to have love from either of my parents. And when I have to babysit her she breaks things and injured herself on purposebecause I'm the older sibling I am in charge! And then i get grounded for babysitting her and 'letting her get injured' because I'm irresponasble. Seriously, I'm moving the frik away the moment I turn 18
Sounds like you just don't even try to be reasonable with them or honest with them or your parents.
She has no respect for you and you have no respect for her, it's pretty obvious.
Don't get to the point you have to pull a gun on your sibling in defense like I had to, try and fix it now.
i have many stories of my sister (as of writing this i still live with her). one time around christmas one year my youngest sibling wanted to make cookies and my sister didn't want to. when my sibling started to make cookies my sister pulled a *knife* on my sibling. my mom, grandma and step-dad were in the other room and broke it up quickly
My brother is what you call a nightmare sibling when hes mad but when hes not hes actually a really good kid but I remember when I was younger like 8 and he was like 2 or 3 we got into a fight about something and he got so angry and walked off I was sitting on the floor when he says something like "HAHA" and throws a knife at me it misses my big toe by an inch.
My “sister” turned her 13yo daughter trans for Facebook likes. HRT and all. I no longer have a sister.
Older sister who is now over 30 and has 3 kids not all from the same dad tried to unalive my younger sister over a disagreement a few years ago and this year made up a slew of lies that constantly changed about my boyfriend because she used to have the hots for him 3 years ago which she was married and he in a relationship at the time because she was jealous i was in a relationship with him
This one isn't like CRAZY or even about my brother necessarily but I think it's good. So after school every day, a lot of kids after school would go to the same park to hang out after a long school day. So my brother had a friend group of like 3rd/4th grade boys I think? They might've been in 2nd grade and they essentially "declared war" on all older siblings. Which was annoying because I had a pretty good relationship with my younger brother where we picked on each other but in good fun before this happened. Anyway they did a lot of annoying things like throwing pinecones or attacking me (i was in like 6th grade probably), but the thing I will never forget is that one day one of the boys comes up to me with a lollipop and gives to me to eat it. It's unwrapped, and normally I'm the kind of person who is gross and will eat it anyway, but something told me I shouldn't, also the stick was warm, and so I figured someone had been sucking on it so I was like mmmm ok no so I instead ended up dropping it on my other brother's head 'cause we were just messing around...well if I had known what was TRULY on that lollipop I WOULD NOT HAVE DONE THAT because it turned out they had dunked the lollipop in like a pool of mud and dirty water they had made that also had THEIR OWN PEE in it like some of the kids literally peed in there, not my brother thank goodness but like I literally dumped a pee covered lollipop on my brothers head AND I MIGHT'VE PUT IT IN MY MOUTH *AGH* I am so glad something told me not to eat that also I have learned no lessons from that and I still eat stuff off the floor
i was expecting NIGHTMARE siblings, not fucking sleep paralysis siblings
Confucius say, "you get bad chirren? They must REARN A DISHIPRIN!!!"
i have two stories.
So i have four siblings, 2 bio 2 adopted that don't live with me, like sponsors. So one of my biological sisters, lets call her D, decides to be a bit violent. She's probably 17 and im 10. We are joking around and i take her stylist away from her. We are joking around and horse playing till she starts to strangle me. We are in the kitchen, im in a headlock, being strangled, and I start to try to fight back. She was much older than me and bigger so I can't do anything but wriggle around. I start to cry but she won't stop. I start blacking out but i fortunately get enough courage to push her off and return the stylist. I look at her in fear and then just collapse. She just left me alone
second story.
So me and D are in the pool with eachother, im still 10, shes still 17. (also my 8 yr old cousin was there) and we are all playing around. My cousin jumps on D's back and then D jumps on my back. Like i said before she is way older than me and bigger. I start to slip and go underwater with both of them still on my back. I try to get up but the weigh on my back refrains me from doing so. I end up on the bottom of the pool floor begging to get back up. My eyes start burning and my lungs feel extremely tight. I start to stand up and I manage to get back up. I gasp for air and then Im pushed back to the bottom of the floor. The same thing happens for about 6 times. Till I escape from the grasp on my shoulders and leave the pool, terrified.
D also tried to bash my head on a door.
years later, we are good now and she got therapy, i forgave her, but i still live in fear.
These make my story seem tame but my oldest sister faked her own suicide, on top of a whole bunch of other crap, like hitting me and my other sis when we were younger and abandoning her cat with my dad and me when we were struggling with money. (We had another cat at the time so she though it would be ok and she said she would get the cat back in like a week and we still have her 2 years later.)
Geez I’m glad I have a normal loving brother, well occasionally he’ll hit me in the head with a baguette but at least he’s not abusing me!
Dude, he’s hitting you with the strongest object known to man (other than a spoon)
I think I was like 5 when I came around with a wax Christmas decoration and told me it was a cookie I should eat. Spend forever (I was 5, so maybe half an hour) trying to explain to him that this was wax and not for eating. He went on a long angry rant how he is my brother and how hurt he was that I wouldn't trust him, over and over and over until under the pressure I decided to take a soft bite and go "See?". The moment I bit into hit, he jumped up and ran to mom screaming his lungs out how stupid I was and I tried to eat the decoration and he failed to stop me. And mom comes running trying to explain to me that it was wax. Both of them yelling over me.
Yeah, the next 20 years were pure gaslighting and sadism. When he was bored he would scream at his mother over nothing, just trying to break glass with his voice. He can go on 3 year plans sneaking in your trust until he gets his hands on something important. CD with family pictures? USB Drive with your school project? Puts a hammer to hit, throws them into the toilet and then yells at you to come look before flushing it. Laughing nonstop like a mental case. And we are talking about someone in his late 20s early 30s.
Now he is 36, with a 17 year old girlfriend who he beats. Nonstop tries to invite himself to everything, where he sits his girlfriend down and makes her talk about how her dad beat and r*ped her when she was 4. With this wide, smug grin on his face when he watches my mom listen to this.
Works at some sort of facility where they take care of mentally disabled people ages 10 to 70. I swear if it comes out that he r*ped them all and then forced them to disembowel each other with rusty spoons NOBODY will care. I spend my whole Life telling people he is a Monster and everybody told me I am the one overreacting and not loving my older brother. He is already getting away with pedophilia, he is gonna get away with everything.
I have disengaged from this guy as much as I could and he moved on to other victims. Mostly because I have no reaction anymore. He knows perfectly well I gonna open his ripcage with grandfathers axe with the emotional level of reading a newspaper over the smallest thing.
I gonna sleep 40 years in prison better than any day this guy is alive.
Our last interaction was pretty simple, he's screaming insults at me and I just decided "I am not going to be a part of this". I turn to leave, so he grips my arm, spits in my face and calls me a coward. "You are trying to provoke me" I told him with a total dead calm as the rage boils inside him. We do this like 16 times until he lets go.
Later that night, my Mom cried about how we "beat each other" with is a perfect example. Even with me doing everything right, disengaging and not falling for his need for a fight we were equality involved somehow.
But hey, this bored, no emotion, like reading a phonebook, I am to old for this S really gets to him.
Tl;dr explanation: I am the second child and second son of 4 children in total.
Older brother: Beat me and destroyed my belongings for entertainment. Especially in front of his friends and girlfriends. He was a pussy though and when I got big enough to fight back he'd be more selective about when and where he would get that entertainment so I would get in trouble with our parents for defending myself. First born son favoritism bullshit.
Younger sister #1: Spent years antagonizing me in every way she could resulting in shouting matches. She got frustrated that all I would do is shout at her or complain to our mother and actually admit in front of family and guests that she did it specifically to get me to hit her so she could have the cops throw me in jail. I got her to back off for a month by firing back that if that's what she wanted then I might as well kill her and make it count.
Younger sister #2: Began whoring around at 14. It was an open secret but for some reason when our mother actually caught her with one of her night visits sister said they were all my friends and that I was helping her hide them. A blatant lie; sister knew it, mother knew it, I knew it and I made clear that the only one of my friends who was fucking her daughter was the one she let in the front door every day. I was given an ultimatum to either effectively become a surrogate husband to my divorced mother or move out.
It's been over a decade since I moved out, the abuse didn't stop even after leaving because they would just be shitty in public instead. Said older brother literally stalked me for 3 city blocks just to call me a f*gg*t. I am not nor have I ever been homosexual. I also found out why I was so abused after I left, turns out I was the sacrificial goat for the family's troubles. Everything was to be blamed on me to make them all feel better about things going wrong. I know this because I found out that after I was no longer abusable and unreachable the new sacrificial goat became sister #2. I will never forgive them and will always hate them.
When I was younger, me and my little sister were at my grandma's house, and we found a hammer somewhere in her bedroom and she asked me to look over at the TV which we were watching so I thought nothing about it and then she asked me for the hammer I gave to her, and a few seconds later, I feel something hard hit my upper back, I started to cry, and she started laughing so hard she fell. She's tried to kill me multiple times after.
Jesus christ I thought my brother was horrible sometimes but I guess not at all
one time my sister just straight up grabbed a knife and nearly stabbed me with it cause she "wanted to test me"
she has been arrested for murder and drug abuse
Story 4: as much as I hate to say it, sometimes kids are just kinda messed up, same with adults. Sometimes there's trauma that can be identified, sometimes there's underlying mental health conditions that contribute to it, sometimes it's a mix of both. It's terrifying sometimes.
when i was 10 my older brother tried to drown me in the pool he was 22 at the time and him, my other brother (23), me, and our younger sister (7) were playing in the pool he would sometimes jokingly pull us under for a few seconds you know haha you'd go under then come up sputtering and cranky so no one really payed attention when he pulled me under after a little bit they noticed something wasn't right and my sister started smacking at him telling him it wasn't funny and to let me up my other brother started laughing idk if he thought it was a prank or was in on it or what but he was busting up while my sister was reaching near hysterics at this point I'd been under for quite a while and my vision was starting to go dark he then let go and my sister pulled me out of the water when I didn't get up on my own I spent the next 30-45 minute coughing/throwing up water I never bothered telling my parents as they'd say it was a joke or something I'm now 17 and still don't know if he was meaning to kill me or if it was just a really f*cked up prank but I make it a point to never be alone with or leave my sister alone with him when he's around
"When i was 10"
You write like you still ARE 10. Use punctuation for fuck's sake.
Thankfully, he grew out of that shit, but my half brother was a little monster. Peeing in air ducts and turning OFF the refrigirator while we were out on vacation kinda monster
I had a 9yo brother and we were home alone. He blew up over nothing and got a nearby gun and pointed it at me. He threatened to shoot me 😬
I have to ask why there was just a nearby gun that a nine year old could get to
@@kp2223 That, I am still unsure of, but it was definitely not a safe situation. Luckily, after I told my parents what he had done, they locked the firearms away as they should have in the first place.
Brother was like 4 and me 6, then he threatened me with a "small knife"(no clue what the translation is) if i didnt help him find something, thankfully he was stupid so he didnt realise i was doing jack shit to help him
And I thought my older brother tackling me and torturing me for a bit was bad.
I don't have an absolute psycho sibling, but my disowned from my life half sister is horrible, let's call her Ash. Ash abused me similarly to how our "father" did, mentally, physically, emotionally, and verbal sexual abuse. She'd constantly comment on my body and how I'd never sleep with anyone with how fat I am, as if her insane thinness was any good for her. She let her husband almost beat me up just because he was angry, and I had to cower in a corner until someone actually did something. She'd slap me a lot, luckily never across the face, and "spank" me constantly, throwing things at me too very violently. She has three kids, and I wish I could force those kids out of her house, so she and her husband could never hurt them again, but CPS in North America (especially the USA) sucks. I'm glad all the rest of my siblings (full sister, good half sister, two half brothers) aren't monsters like Ash
Oh, and she stole a bunch of my stuff just because. Stole my toys, stole my full sister's Pokémon cards that weren't bought by her or our "father", etc. She still steals, so I have to guard my stuff when she visits our oma, because she will steal my expensive microphone and drawing tablet to sell them
When I'm hearing those stories I'm glad I'm the only child
Me: finally a topic i can get into
Comments: welcome home
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We put fun in dysfunctional.
And our family was the extreme sports of horror. Im the youngest of six. We have all had horrible experiences and went through years of trauma. Sad part was that our father is super educated and mom was incredibly nice person. Neither one did drugs, alcohol, gambling or any other bad vice.
I wont tell any stories because i have several volumes worth. But many stories on here are similar to mine or my siblings.
People suck. Be a better person. Most of us have healed enough to navigate life and live well.
One sister still off the rails. I think she is a true psychopath. If i told you half the stories you'd probably think i was lying. But i don't talk to her anymore. I couldn't do her abuse and manipulation anymore.
Another sis is a sociopath, but does well.
My 2 younger brothers constantly fight One is11 The other is 16. Youngest bro used to be the one who started fights but recently 16yo bro has gained an attitude and he's been threatening people and swearing. He recently fought with our niece 13/14 he pushed her while we were waiting for the bus. She was recovering from a broken leg and was on crutches? WTF! Idk what to do. Please help.edit I'm 17
ngl i probably wouldve told on him the second the parents were home inxluding his threat and say if hes not arrested for this im leaving
My little sister called me a s*ut and a w*ore when I came out as pan. Needless to say٫ a bit worried about coming out as non binary...heh. This was while I was on a face time call with my٫ now ex٫ completely psycho٫ boyfriend. He laughed as I cried.
Story 5??? Wtf. All these stories i bet none of them told mom and dad. I cant even finish the vid. Yall shoulda run away. 5, id run away and if they ever found me, id tell em everything and say im not going back.
Just came down to the comments after hearing that one. Dude is a monster who should be avoided at all costs. Plus, based on what OP said about the brother learning intimidation tactics from his dad, and how his dad absolutely loves the brother, I'm concerned the father is the exact same type of shithead
No.15 was straight evil, I mean all of them are, but wtf did that poor fucking tortoise do to you, pissed off
Try to kill me 💀
Story 5. Your brother should have gone to juvie and a physc ward.
Okay,story time,but I’m the chaotic sibling:
When I was 5 or so,I was very annoyed with my brother.He kept following me wherever he went and kept asking to play with me,and no matter how much I wanted to be alone,he followed me.And whenever Mom or Dad was involved,my brother won. So,I took matters into my own hands.
I grabbed some red marker and a used lollipop stick(I knew I couldn’t use a knife),and prepared to create a crime scenes where my brother murdered me,so that I could have some revenge of his annoyance,even though I should be acting dead.I drew some blood on the lollipop stick,put it by my brother,and drew blood *all over the carpet floor* (it’s wooden now).It traced back to my room,where me and a plushie awaited in a pool of red marker.
About a minute passed,and my Dad walks out of the shower and notices the red marker.”What the heck…?”Thats when I jumped up and said I drew it.When he asked why,I said “I’m playing…” “Playing what..?”
“…*dead*.”
I’m lucky my Dad didn’t think I was mentally ill.
After that,I was told to help clean up the red marker and I was banned from markers and locked in my room for a week.
Good times.
Your channel is great, but I can’t watch these video backgrounds anymore. It’s too fast moving and gives me motion sickness to the extreme.
so my older brother would randomly bust into the xbox room when it was my turn and pin me on the ground and choke me once i almost fricken died!
I got nothing on the things said here, but my youngest brother (14) is growing to be a nightmare. He's the baby of the family, so he's kinda spoiled. He walks around screaming, doing whatever he wants, and fake hits my mother, or pinches her until she's done, and talks to her in an awful way, not to mention he won't help clean or do chores.
He interrupts everyone to tell them "nobody asked" or insult them in some trivial way and spends his time playing roblox and trying to learn to hack. (He got doxxed doing this btw). Whatever he wants to learn or do my parents will just let him, so there's a lot of equipment laying around that he used for a short period of time, since he will lose interest in a month, at most. Drums, a guitar, equipment for an ant farm, and more. He's nice when he's not tormenting people, but every time i go visit there's less of the nice kid and more of the spoiled brat that he is becoming. I worry about him.
My dad used to trust my brother to watch me at home. He worked at this pizzeria he owned, it was a franchise and he was the ceo. All he left was this doll to talk to me. Thing is, I was really afraid of these robots they had at the restaurant. I always tried to have nothing to do with them, but my brother hated watching me, and would always try to scare me with a mask he had of one of them. He’d leave me alone for hours and he made me cry everyday. One day, it was my birthday, and he got his friends to shove my head in one of the robots jaws. Thing was, this cause the mouth to close shut, crushing my head. Dad couldn’t even come to see me in the hospital, and the only thing my brother said was sorry, smh.
WAS THAT THE BITE OF 87?!
Yup
WAS THAT THE BITE OF 87?!
Damn I thought this channel had good stories but nah