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this is the longest post ive ever written, so i don’t care if you dnr. click off now.
since it’s so long i’m gonna break it into two parts, how the day went and the conclusion.


dedicated to @kim k as she said she didn’t want to be disappointed about the next posts and an honest thank you for reading almost every post i made like this.

1. Chirstmas day 🎄

went to sleep at about 3 AM last night. my brother woke me up at about 13 and went down for breakfast. or so i thought.

went down, unprepared and asked my dad what should i eat. he said wait as his wife’s making a “christmas buffet”.

nothing could’ve made me prepared for this, the fakest interaction in my life.
dad came up with the idea to say what we were grateful for this year. he said this family, the money we have and bullshit like that. truth is it’s falling apart.

they live in a difunctional family with a control obssesed husband that is a huge asshole when he wants and runs his mouth with bullshit that is just “family family family” like fucking Dom Toretto. his new wife (he divorced my mom) has unresolved childhood trauma and they always fight about raising my brother and his family propaganda shit.
my poor stepbrother is caught in the middle at 7 years old, nothing to say.

after that fakeness i couldn’t stand it anymore and went at my uncles place with my brother. my uncle and his family are really chill, nothing to say. i watched the sopranos with him and my brother hung out with our cousins.

rest of the day went fine. before dinner, we went home.

and guess fucking what,
my brother “disrupted” our home’s royalty, my dad whilst he was on the phone (he just called his name twice). my dad got super pissed off and denied him sleeping at our uncle (he wanted to, tonight)

he went crying upstairs (he’s 7).
thing is when i was in the same situations a few years ago, even if my brother was small he always tried to comfort me.
i wanted so bad to do the same.
i just can’t.
i’ve never known how to tell people it’s all okay and make them feel better.
and i hated myself.
i hated hearing him cry and me not doing shit to make him feel better.
i’m a horrible older brother.
i just don’t know how to help.
i don’t i ju

anyways he calmed down, we watched a stand up show and yeah.
fortunately for him, my cousin convinced my dad to let him sleep over and that was the end of that.

i could’ve had a normal christmas if the fourt order didn’t say to split each year’s events.
my mom and her bf (whom i get along with really well) went to a family friend (whom i also get along with really well) and they aren’t all posh and shit like my dad and his side of the family and i can acttualy be the real me with them. they’re richer than my dad so idk fucking jealousy maybe? i don’t care really.

anyways that was the end of part 1 i might just not post the conclusion since that’s just gonna be more self hatred towards myself and i’ve thought about writing about how forcing interactions and forcing people to get along just hurts in the long run so yeah that might stay in drafts.

holy shit this was so good to write and let out of my system.
 
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this is the longest post ive ever written, so i don’t care if you dnr. click off now.
since it’s so long i’m gonna break it into two parts, how the day went and the conclusion.


dedicated to @kim k as she said she didn’t want to be disappointed about the next posts and an honest thank you for reading almost every post i made like this.

1. Chirstmas day 🎄

went to sleep at about 3 AM last night. my brother woke me up at about 13 and went down for breakfast. or so i thought.

went down, unprepared and asked my dad what should i eat. he said wait as his wife’s making a “christmas buffet”.

nothing could’ve made me prepared for this, the fakest interaction in my life.
dad came up with the idea to say what we were grateful for this year. he said this family, the money we have and bullshit like that. truth is it’s falling apart.

they live in a difunctional family with a control obssesed husband that is a huge asshole when he wants and runs his mouth with bullshit that is just “family family family” like fucking Dom Toretto. his new wife (he divorced my mom) has unresolved childhood trauma and they always fight about raising my brother and his family propaganda shit.
my poor stepbrother is caught in the middle at 7 years old, nothing to say.

after that fakeness i couldn’t stand it anymore and went at my uncles place with my brother. my uncle and his family are really chill, nothing to say. i watched the sopranos with him and my brother hung out with our cousins.

rest of the day went fine. before dinner, we went home.

and guess fucking what,
my brother “disrupted” our home’s royalty, my dad whilst he was on the phone (he just called his name twice). my dad got super pissed off and denied him sleeping at our uncle (he wanted to, tonight)

he went crying upstairs (he’s 7).
thing is when i was in the same situations a few years ago, even if my brother was small he always tried to comfort me.
i wanted so bad to do the same.
i just can’t.
i’ve never known how to tell people it’s all okay and make them feel better.
and i hated myself.
i hated hearing him cry and me not doing shit to make him feel better.
i’m a horrible older brother.
i just don’t know how to help.
i don’t i ju

anyways he calmed down, we watched a stand up show and yeah.
fortunately for him, my cousin convinced my dad to let him sleep over and that was the end of that.

i could’ve had a normal christmas if the fourt order didn’t say to split each year’s events.
my mom and her bf (whom i get along with really well) went to a family friend (whom i also get along with really well) and they aren’t all posh and shit like my dad and his side of the family and i can acttualy be the real me with them. they’re richer than my dad so idk fucking jealousy maybe? i don’t care really.

anyways that was the end of part 1 i might just not post the conclusion since that’s just gonna be more self hatred towards myself and i’ve thought about writing about how forcing interactions and forcing people to get along just hurts in the long run so yeah that might stay in drafts.

holy shit this was so good to write and let out of my system.
tbf i wasnt disappointed its actually interesting
 
this is the longest post ive ever written, so i don’t care if you dnr. click off now.
since it’s so long i’m gonna break it into two parts, how the day went and the conclusion.


dedicated to @kim k as she said she didn’t want to be disappointed about the next posts and an honest thank you for reading almost every post i made like this.

1. Chirstmas day 🎄

went to sleep at about 3 AM last night. my brother woke me up at about 13 and went down for breakfast. or so i thought.

went down, unprepared and asked my dad what should i eat. he said wait as his wife’s making a “christmas buffet”.

nothing could’ve made me prepared for this, the fakest interaction in my life.
dad came up with the idea to say what we were grateful for this year. he said this family, the money we have and bullshit like that. truth is it’s falling apart.

they live in a difunctional family with a control obssesed husband that is a huge asshole when he wants and runs his mouth with bullshit that is just “family family family” like fucking Dom Toretto. his new wife (he divorced my mom) has unresolved childhood trauma and they always fight about raising my brother and his family propaganda shit.
my poor stepbrother is caught in the middle at 7 years old, nothing to say.

after that fakeness i couldn’t stand it anymore and went at my uncles place with my brother. my uncle and his family are really chill, nothing to say. i watched the sopranos with him and my brother hung out with our cousins.

rest of the day went fine. before dinner, we went home.

and guess fucking what,
my brother “disrupted” our home’s royalty, my dad whilst he was on the phone (he just called his name twice). my dad got super pissed off and denied him sleeping at our uncle (he wanted to, tonight)

he went crying upstairs (he’s 7).
thing is when i was in the same situations a few years ago, even if my brother was small he always tried to comfort me.
i wanted so bad to do the same.
i just can’t.
i’ve never known how to tell people it’s all okay and make them feel better.
and i hated myself.
i hated hearing him cry and me not doing shit to make him feel better.
i’m a horrible older brother.
i just don’t know how to help.
i don’t i ju

anyways he calmed down, we watched a stand up show and yeah.
fortunately for him, my cousin convinced my dad to let him sleep over and that was the end of that.

i could’ve had a normal christmas if the fourt order didn’t say to split each year’s events.
my mom and her bf (whom i get along with really well) went to a family friend (whom i also get along with really well) and they aren’t all posh and shit like my dad and his side of the family and i can acttualy be the real me with them. they’re richer than my dad so idk fucking jealousy maybe? i don’t care really.

anyways that was the end of part 1 i might just not post the conclusion since that’s just gonna be more self hatred towards myself and i’ve thought about writing about how forcing interactions and forcing people to get along just hurts in the long run so yeah that might stay in drafts.

holy shit this was so good to write and let out of my system.
brutal divorcepill, i get it, protect that little kid bro before he grows up to have unresolved trauma like that woman
 
brutal divorcepill, i get it, protect that little kid bro before he grows up to have unresolved trauma like that woman
i can’t i just hate myself for it
he’s gonna grow up he’s gonna have some problems and he’s gonna know i was a shitty brother
 
why can't you?
like i said he always comforted me.
his own mother even pointed this out.
i just want to but for some reason fucking mental block when i
fuck i just
idk
i don’t know how to
 
like i said he always comforted me.
his own mother even pointed this out.
i just want to but for some reason fucking mental block when i
fuck i just
idk
i don’t know how to
why not learn from how he comforts you and use that for him too? just reciprocate and hug him when he needs it. you dont know what to do because you're not believing in yourself
 
why not learn from how he comforts you and use that for him too? just reciprocate and hug him when he needs it. you dont know what to do because you're not believing in yourself
he was 3 when he did that he just went and hugged me and told me to stop.
just like he does when his parents are fighting he says stop already.
he’s fucking 7why won’t they work their shit out THIS IS NOT AN IDILIC FAMILY THEYRE IN THEYRE FUCKING BLIND
 
he was 3 when he did that he just went and hugged me and told me to stop.
just like he does when his parents are fighting he says stop already.
he’s fucking 7why won’t they work their shit out THIS IS NOT AN IDILIC FAMILY THEYRE IN THEYRE FUCKING BLIND
because parents dont gaf about the kids when they're fighting, if theyre fighting in front of them at the house in the first place, it shows how little they care about the kids mental health

dont rage about it because it wont change anything, just try to survive till you can live on your own
 
because parents dont gaf about the kids when they're fighting, if theyre fighting in front of them at the house in the first place, it shows how little they care about the kids mental health

dont rage about it because it wont change anything, just try to survive till you can live on your own
i survive amazing i spend more time at my mom’s place but court order said this year is my dad’s christmas and new year
 
i can’t i just hate myself for it
he’s gonna grow up he’s gonna have some problems and he’s gonna know i was a shitty brother
self hatred isnt going to help. i understand the situation youre in, my family dynamic is very strained esp with my step dad and im often rly mean to my younger siblings bc i argue with him every time we speak. i know comforting your brother is probably hard and you dont know how to do it, but it would mean more to him than youd know if you did it in the future.
 
because parents dont gaf about the kids when they're fighting, if theyre fighting in front of them at the house in the first place, it shows how little they care about the kids mental health

dont rage about it because it wont change anything, just try to survive till you can live on your own
this is the method
penultimate christmas w family before i move out :)
 
self hatred isnt going to help. i understand the situation youre in, my family dynamic is very strained esp with my step dad and im often rly mean to my younger siblings bc i argue with him every time we speak. i know comforting your brother is probably hard and you dont know how to do it, but it would mean more to him than youd know if you did it in the future.
i know i can’t and he’s gonna grow up and i didn’t do shit to help
he’s gonna know i was a shitty brother.
 
i survive amazing i spend more time at my mom’s place but court order said this year is my dad’s christmas and new year
make it good for your brother, dont try to impress your parents. just like how some parents hide the fact they're poor from the kids, its not the best thing to do but he's young and he needs that spirit
 
i know i can’t and he’s gonna grow up and i didn’t do shit to help
he’s gonna know i was a shitty brother.
he wont think you're shitty if you just give him attention, kids are blessed with the power of unconditional love, hes gonna think his parents are shit for fighting. actual sibling hatred that isnt just play fighting and "i hate my sister" phase usually happens more when they grow up and face real world problems

dont be too hard on yourself
 
make it good for your brother, dont try to impress your parents. just like how some parents hide the fact they're poor from the kids, its not the best thing to do but he's young and he needs that spirit
i don’t care to impress them i think his mom hates me and she’s always fake smiles and cold to me.
only thing i do for him i try to be nicer when he’s in my care (his parents restrict crazy amount of shit and they made him develop insane emotional manipulation skills) so i just allow him more shit like fucking watching tv for more than an hour and overall more permissive
 
he wont think you're shitty if you just give him attention, kids are blessed with the power of unconditional love, hes gonna think his parents are shit for fighting. actual sibling hatred that isnt just play fighting and "i hate my sister" phase usually happens more when they grow up and face real world problems

dont be too hard on yourself
you don’t understand my family dynamic
it’s like a free for all where if you’re not the fakest and most sunshine and rainbows idilic family like in the commercials person ever you get made fun of sarcastically.
 
i know i can’t and he’s gonna grow up and i didn’t do shit to help
he’s gonna know i was a shitty brother.
hes not going to think that i promise. people are more compassionate than you think
 
you don’t understand my family dynamic
it’s like a free for all where if you’re not the fakest and most sunshine and rainbows idilic family like in the commercials person ever you get made fun of sarcastically.
bro i understand you so much
 
you don’t understand my family dynamic
it’s like a free for all where if you’re not the fakest and most sunshine and rainbows idilic family like in the commercials person ever you get made fun of sarcastically.
ngl in that case you could try conditioning them into allowing "worse" behaviours like being a normal person

like let very very small things slip till it snowballs if you can
 
ngl in that case you could try conditioning them into allowing "worse" behaviours like being a normal person

like let very very small things slip till it snowballs if you can
that’s exactly what i’m doing
 

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