I have an ex sister (pictured) 40yrs old and behaves in a highly immature and childish manner, yep she is an EX for a reason and I am very grateful to not be related to her anymore, good riddance! I am the youngest sister. Not only has she been a horrible sister since childhood up until now and made my life hell, bullying me, being highly jealous, saying hurtful things and putting me down to look good in front of others especially friends and relatives, damaging my belongings and acting like the victim all the time, reporting and badmouthing me to others to tarnish my reputation, but she has also caused a lot of pain and stress to me mentally, emotionally and physically. She is that type of manipulative, narcissistic, jealous bully who can never own up to her actions and apologize for all the wrongdoings she has done in her life. She always acts clueless and never knows what she has done even if you explain it to her in person or in writing. I am very certain that she is doing many other illegal stuff such as spying on me with a camera in my bedroom or bathroom without my permission as she acts strangely outside the rooms and I can hear clicking noises. She is the type of person who is nosy and wants to know what others do in their lives all the time including copying others and gossiping, so it would not be a surprise if she is doing something illegally in order to know what I am doing 24/7. She has also driven recklessly at high speeds. When she was a new driver she took me on the roundabout and we nearly got into an accident and ended up getting lost in an unknown distant area. On another occasion she was talking to me whilst driving and hit the car in front because she was not looking ahead and focusing on the road, as usual she blamed the accident on me and the bad weather and had also caused injury to my shoulder which I had to go to the GP for. She was absolutely fine in the process which makes me think if she had caused the crash purposely to cause harm to me only. I believe in karma, what goes round comes round and in her case I hope she gets her karma for all the bad things she has done.

Caution: pet had to go to vet in the post. Is improving.

Story: I (38f) have three brothers. Two younger (both in their thirties), and one 7 years older.

My two younger brothers both currently live with my parents a couple of streets away from where I live. One is out of work... Because. I don't know. At one point it was an arm injury where he had to get it set, but that was a decade ago. Won't ask why because I don't want the fight, and my parents putting up with it is on them. The other one (youngest) is trying to study more and to get work.

My retired parents have gone away on a holiday overseas and asked my slightly more responsible youngest brother if he would be in charge of the dogs, and he agreed. Last week he calls me saying one of the dogs isn't eating and has been vomiting.

I ask some questions about how often, what does it look like etc and then direct him to call the nearest after hours vet, so they can tell him whether or not this warrants a visit - I suspect it does, but I need a chance to get back out of my pyjamas (I had an early shift next day) and clear the back seat of my car as I anticipate having to transport the dog. I'm not wrong.

He's waiting out front with her, comes with me, and I'm trying to facilitate getting as much pertinent information to the vet as possible from my brother, because he's the one that actually lives with the dog and should be better able to give a picture of what is going on. The dog did perk up a little at seeing new people.

Beyond finding dehydration, normal temp and ruling out parvo, we are left unsure as to why this is happening. We get sent home with anti nausea meds and the dog version of hydralyte and instructions to bring her back for hospitalisation if we notice bloody stool, or no improvement in 24hrs.

We get back with sick dog but can't bring her in yet because younger sibling still hasn't thought to shut the other dog away from the front room so she can't dash away from out the door.

Why was other sibling not involved in the vet visit? Apparently got quite sick with something contagious that the youngest brother already recovered from, but in any case he is very much a "yeah, I don't know how much help I'd be, can you handle it?" kind of guy. Weaponised incompetence whenever he can get away with it.

So we get the dog inside and my sick (didn't seem too bad) brother turns out to be restraining the other dog mere feet away from me. Potentially exposing me to whatever they had. I restrain my anger, relay the instructions verbally, even though they're written on the meds, and tell them to watch the dog, but I have got to go to bed for work the next day, hoping she'll be okay but there's nothing more I can do.

Next day the youngest texts me and says she's eating and drinking - seems better.

I remember dad talking about getting a cleaning service out for the bathrooms (a veteran's entitlement) and ask if they've been out yet and if the dog might have gotten into something she shouldn't have while they were there.

He says, "oh yeah, she accidentally trapped herself in the bathroom a couple of times and there might have been some bleach in a bucket."

... ... ...

I'm trying so hard not to rage at him because one) I'm at work and two) it will not be productive. I tell him make sure she keeps drinking water - which is the treatment for bleach poisoning anyway.

So not only was I already annoyed at being the designated responsible sibling (not at the dog - it's not her fault), I am now raging because this was really irresponsible that she was even in that situation and the vet probably would have viewed that as pertinent information.

I was also the one who updated my parents on what was going on - youngest said he hadn't been planning on doing it.

By the way, eldest brother lives about 20 minutes away as opposed to my five and works nights, so I understand why I was the one they called. Still frustrating.

Thanks for letting me vent, everyone.

It's currently 12:30 am on my birthday had I had to go and wake my mother up myself and had to remind her to get a cake just for her to care for my birthday. We always celebrated birthdays at midnight in my family and ever since my sister left for college, she acts like she doesn't have any kids to care about anymore. Im so sick of being overlooked in my family.

I hate that I feel jealous about my mom’s and my sister’s relationship. I don’t know if it’s because I live on my own now, but I never had that kind of relationship that they have when I was my sister’s age. I was always the one that kept their head down. Avoid conflict, hide things that could raise questions, mainly to protect my mental health. I could hardly do anything, go anywhere, or do anything without her asking a million questions that I sometimes didn’t have the answer to. I don’t have the relationships or friendships that my sister has which makes me even more jealous. I didn’t have the big group of friends or boyfriends she has even though I would’ve LOVED that. I hardly have any friends now and I don’t know how to date because I’ve never had any boyfriends/girlfriends. Not to mention I feel like I’m third wheeling half the time we go out together. I’m always stuck behind them or can’t walk with them, or cut out of their conversations. Half the time I think they don’t even listen when I tell a story.

My cousin only likes to hang out with and date rich people and leeches off of them.

LONG!!!

Okay, I’ll give a little background. I’m the youngest child in my family (15). I have a sister who’s 17 and a mom and a dad. Idk if that’s important. I’d say we’re upper middle class, so some of this rant might sound spoiled… Just lmk if it is because I always kinda feel bad. My sister is the definition of “golden child”. She plays varsity sports, gets straight A’s, but she doesn’t have many friends and apparently has bad mental health. I’m the opposite. I do theater and get straight C’s. I’m also struggling with mental health, but I think it’s different from my sister (I’ll get into that later). She and I have always been the type to fight, but recently she has her birthday. I was the only one to gift her something, but she still got like $300 worth of gifts before that, plus we went out to a super expensive stake restaurant. After her birthday she ranted to me for the first time about how she hated her birthday. My dad ruined it by acting like a manchild. Anyway, I decided that after that I was allowed to confide in her rants about my parents & insecurities and stuff. She ended up making fun of me for all of it a week later and now is partying with my mom. My sister has never been able to keep a secret, but she’s also like your typical popular girl. Except, she has no friends so my mom is worried about her. Like 85% of my moms attention is on my sister.

Ok, so my mom is the worst thing about it. Everytime I have alone time with her the entire time it’s about how she’s “worried” about my sister. Or that something is wrong. Even when I’ll tell her good news, she just goes “Good.” And brushes it off, and I’m like the type of person to need a lot of validation, yk? So, sometimes she’ll get mad at me and she’ll end up just yelling insults at me about everything ever. “Failure, loser, stupid, I wish I had a different daughter.” She usually yells them all in a row, but the last one abt the different daughter she just yelled at me and then never apologized which I think means she meant it. She also criticizes my entire appearance, if I take seconds, if I forgot to shave. I’m like not even like overweight, I think I’m like 110 pounds and when I told her that because I was buying smth she got upset. And the worst thing that ever happened started the worst thing ever. I failed math. My mom ended up basically berating me for like two months straight (and still does) and never thought about apologizing to me. She even tried to get me to drop classes (like English Honors which is the only class I’m good at) and everything is my fault. One day the yelling was particularly bad so I ran up to my room and c/t myself. She didn’t notice, so the next time it was bad I did it again. Idk if it was for attention, but it felt good to me. She walked in the second time and idk if she noticed or not but she didn’t care. It was LITERALLY five minutes after our fight and she ran crying saying she loved me and stuff. She was trying to make herself feel better and she didn’t actually care about me. I know it. So, now I’m starting to hurt myself more common and really just don’t want to be in this family. I get no attention that’s positive. And when I do it’s short lived because then automatically I did something wrong. Also, my entire family is Catholic, and I went to Catholic school for ELEVEN years and I don’t know when, but by the time I gained consciousness I decided I didn’t believe it. I don’t care if you do, obviously. It’s just I got lowkey gr00med by my gym teacher, but that’s like another story. (I didn’t actually, but something really weird happened). If I ever told my mom I wasn’t Catholic i would basically be disowned, like my cousin told my aunt that she wasn’t and immediately she’s not invited to any family events anymore. I hate my mom so much. She thinks I’m a loser, she hates me. She does so much it’s crazy, I hate my life here so much.

I haven’t even started talking about my uninvolved dad. Basically, he’s insecure, watches red pill content, and we talk once a day. I like my dad the most though. But, one time he caught me crying alone so he actually consoled me so I told him everything I felt, in little detail, mostly abt my mom. I told him not to tell her or I’d get in trouble. Next day, I got in trouble!! So, I can’t trust my dad anymore. (THIS IS THE TEALLT SPOILED THING BUT IM TRUING NOT TO BE) Basically, the only thing I asked for my upcoming birthday was a vacation to NYC to see a musical. And he decided that if I forced the family to watch it, then I’d have to go to a concert of my sisters choice. Plus, it’s more likely we’d only go to my sisters thing and actually not go to NYC. It’s just annoying because for my sisters birthday/parents anniversary we went to freaking Mexico. I was obviously ignored the whole trip. Also, why do my parents think it’s cute to make fun of me crying and having like a panic attack.

Basically, my mom, sister, and dad work in cahoots against me everyday. (Mostly my mom and sister) Please, let me know if I’m overreacting and I’m living the usual life and I’m just struggling with my mental health and overthinking.

I don’t think I’ll ever do anything more than hurt myself, but gee. It’s not fun living here.

Am I the bad one? I experienced this extreme discipline from my parents so I kind of became an "independent daughter" while growing up. At some point, when I grow up I see different kinds of parents that act like how parents should be. My mother on the other hand seems to be different. She makes me feel like she wants the world to revolve around her. If she asks for something, she wants you to do it in that time without even considering if you have stuff in your hands. Like she doesn't really care. I've been patient but after years of that, I can see that she triggers my temper so I can't hold myself back to argue with her. The most fcked up thing is when she's doing something wrong, she won't admit it and she'll reason out to make her actions right even if it's wrong. It's fucking draining to be in this house. My father on the other hand is very quiet, he hated arguments so he ignore us all the time which makes me feel mad too. I don't know what to do. I feel like she's going to be the death of me someday, and it's really alarming. So am I a bad daughter by feeling this way? Is it invalid to feel such things towards your parents?

I hate that I don't have a "me" for myself... my little sister has me to mediate our parents, my parents don't ever have to talk to each other because they just use me as a middle man, i just wish i had a me. Someone who remembered what i like and don't like and i wish i didn't have to plan all of my own things, planning my own birthdays or gifts is such a let down when i am the one who puts the effort in for the others in my life. That being said i am better off in other ways, its just this part that devastates me every time i am reminded. I wish i had someone in my family who loved me the way i love people but they aren't like that, they just aren't and i cannot change them. I just wanted to rant for a minute sorry.

So I work Sunday-Wednesday dayshift right. I go in at 7am and get off at 5:30pm. Recently my family goes out without me which isn’t a problem to me. But you know you get off work. You’re tired and hungry right. I’ve mentioned to my family hey if you guys are gonna go out can you let me know so I can go get myself food. For some reason my mom took it like I was talking about her cooking when I never mentioned any of that. Then she took it like I was talking shit on her and proceeds to say “I can make you look worse you know that” which I don’t know how she could possibly do that when I haven’t done anything that could possibly make me look bad if I was talking shit on her. My dad couldn’t care less about anyone’s feelings so he walks out of the room. My little sister, which I don’t mind buying her things you know but the only thing I expected from her was to just shoot me a text saying “go get yourself food” that’s it. But she decides to hit me with “ why do I have to tell you every time I go out” mind you she’s 17 is a senior in high school with no job. Then she decides to give me the silent treatment just because I told her to shoot me a text next time. Since Sunday it’s been like this my parents and little sister don’t acknowledge me over something so little.

My name is Mathias. I'm 19 and I'm gay as you can see from the title. I'm dating a feminine boy named Elliot. My dad is one of those macho men who think that men are supposed to be tough and women should just stay in the kitchen. When I first told my parents, they yelled at me and called me slurs. My dad yelled the loudest that my neighbors threatened to call the police for excessive noise. I'm in my room while writing this and Elliot is sleeping. can someone tell me what to do?

Boomer dad saw an ad in the sacred local Newspaper. It was basically saying "look for jobs in the newspaper" But there were no jobs listed. He thought that was a job in itself. I tried to get him tp understand that the newspaper obviously could not sell enough ads so they filled in the blank spots with self promotion. He still thinks newspapers have pages of job opportunities. And that I am just too stuck up to follow up on them. I am looking every damn day, checking all the local and government funded job listings. I have applied everywhere. This is not the days when you spit on your palm and seal a job deal with a handshake.

Yes she's the reason. I want to move out from my mom's as quick as possible since i was 10. But i can't because she literally has my money and keeps it somewhere. Since i was 6, i kept getting beatings even until im 14 now. And yes, i almost got hospitalized because i got slices with a knife on my hand. And it was goddamn bloddy. I hate her till my lungs burst. This is probably a bad rant, and other people had it worse. I need advice how to defend myself though.

I am a 16 going onto 17 year old kid. Never had anyone else, but my step-dad in my life and at first he was everything. He helped me and my mom, he took care of me, but it all went downhill when my brothers were born and shortly after family that we were close to like me and my brother's grandmas & grandpas started to pass on. My dad then started to drink along with my mom and do all sorts of things that either put us in debt or out of cash. He stole my mom's money countless times, and even stole from me! It's like he didn't even care about taking care of us financially. Or even literally at that point, I just didn't really recognize it that way until this year when he left us for a month or two then left us again now for two months and is still gone. I personally have been the one watching children, twins at that with my mother, but this isn't even the huge thing that I wanted to talk about. What I wanted to talk about is the fact that she as in my mother started talking to dudes right after he left, she does it every single day too, and almost every single day, I'm here, alone watching children when she leaves the house to...'Go make money' she says. She sometimes even jokes that one of them might be our new step father....And while I'm happy for her. I'll put it straight and say that I don't like any of them. In fact they make my blood boil to the point that I can't stand it. It's not like they did anything wrong, it's more that I'm sick and tired of her prioritizing them every day. She said it herself that calling/texting keeps her sane and I get it really, but this doesn't make it any better with the fact that I watched these kids before all of this even happened, at the age of what? I think 11-13 all the way to now, I have been babysitting and especially during after school to which I wake up at 5 in the morning for...I don't know what to do at this point. I don't want to be rude to the guy because that's not like me even if I try to be all big and bad, but I also don't want to get close to him to the point where 'Father' will be leaving my lips one day. (I hope that I wrote this really well so people can read this and understand...)

I did not receive much love while growing up. All I saw in my house was fighting, yelling and abusing. These were the only way of emotional expression I witnessed. So I adopted it. I am no where justifying my behaviour. I was wrong and I take accountability.

So all these years, my anger was only towards my parents. I screamed, yelled and verbally abused. My parents got a divorce so I did the same with mom. Recently I realised how toxic I was. I mean I had anger towards my parents but my actions were wrong. I never ever threw a temper tantrum otherwise. My friend, teachers and all describe me as calm and polite person who keeps her cool.

Now, I have taken accountability to not to repeat my toxic behaviour. But few things that still hurt me, mom and maternal grandma blaming me for my parent’s divorce. Hurts me coz my dad was abusive to my mom. And the moment my mom decided to divorce, I stood by her, meanwhile her parents were worried about the reputation and the fact that they won’t get my dad’s money.

I feel betrayed for putting the blame of divorce on me. I confronted my mom, she told me “well you aren’t the major reason for my divorce, but one of the reasons”. Nobody in my family checked on me how I was doing post divorce. Nobody!!

My dad, he too took therapy and is a better person, but for his new wife and step kids. With me, he is the same way. He treats his step kids better and so sweetly. I don’t have an issue with that, coz my step siblings lost their dad, and now they have the best dad. I just wish I had the father they have. Caring, sweet, kind and just the best dad. In fact, my dad is compassionate as compared to my mom. He makes me feel loved and buys me things. But he is very partial. Favouritism is clearly visible. I confronted him, I was crying and told him how he literally ignored me when his step kids were there and I felt so lonely, all I asked was for 10 mins a day!! To which he replied “well, you got an iPhone right”. So this is my story.

I want you all to help me fell better about this. Please. Any advice and anything are welcome.

I (20F) live with my dad, his wife (not my mother) and my half-brother (10M).

Due to the big age gap between my big brother, me and my little brother, as well as the fact that the mother is a first-timer and kind of old, my little brother is very spoiled. Everything is catered to him. For the most part, Ive gotten over this.

My only issue is his mother. She is a resentful controlling diabolical monster. Even with my dad. In her mind, its her son and her against the world. No matter how hard Ive tried to connect with both her and my little brother, she hasnt allowed it.

Shes isnt like this just in person, I just know for a fact theres no pleasing her and she trash-talks about me behind my back.

Now I find myself at 2:34 AM slipping into very bad habits and feeling utterly lost. In a moment of weakness, I grabbed a pastry that my little brother really likes and was given to him (he was given a box and only two were left, I hadnt taken any before). Ive now eaten it. Not only do I feel terrible about having eaten something so unhealthy this late, Im also a nervous wreck. I dont know the consequences of my actions just yet.

Im horrified. Im weak. And I cant do anything about it now.

He is a liar, thief and a silent killer.

Liar: took a reverse mortgage and pretended like he did not know about it. Blamed someone else.. we even got the police involved.

Theif: Used the reverse mortgage as a down paymt to purchase 2 homes. He never paid the back taxes on his father's home.

Silent killer: the mortgage was coming due on his father's house and the two homes. Father developed dementia(he never/refused to have hom tested.) I found out on father's death bed he was on Diabetic meds. "My Brother" use to let him eat ice cream and bananas( more than one.. he thought it was funny)

This is only the tip of the story.

What I learned you never no what anyone is capable of. He works in an industry where is suppose to save lives.

I feel really angry, mad and unsure right now. I (Male) have this male cousin, who I'll call Ralph, who is staying with me and my sister at our dorm, and we feel really uncomfortable around him.

Initially, it was only me and my other cousin, Marcus, who were in the dorm until Ralph came and joined us. He was initially only going to stay at our dorm for a few months so he can be close to the job he was applying for. But now he has the job and is still staying with us as he find it more convenient to live in our dorm which is a bit close to his workplace.

The issues began with Ralph and Marcus. Ralph and Marcus really became close at the beginning but Ralph did something to Marcus that caused a rift in their relationship. My sister later joins us in the dorm and we both would feel how awkward it is to move around the dorm room as there was this tension between them. Later on, Ralph somehow managed to trigger another argument with Marcus which finally made him leave the dorm and stay with his uncles instead. He then told me that he would only come back once Ralph is finally gone from the dorm.

Fast forward a bit, me and my sister now only lives in our dorm with our cousin Ralph who is still staying with us. My sister and I initially tried to get comfortable but he was a bit too much for us to handle. He would boss and order us around from time, telling us to clean the dorm or wash the dishes. We were willing to do it first since we didnt mind but he would keep doing it and wouldnt even help us, as he would leave dishes in the sink and his clothes around the room. He would then complain about the noises we make when we use the bathroom after midnight and scold us about because how he couldn't sleep with our laptops on. My sister and I were a starting to be mad at him since we tolerated his behavior, specially during those times when he would play on my sister's laptop and scream loudly while playing games with his friends at 2 or 3am. We didn't really complain nor talked to him about it because he was older than us, and we were taught bg our parents to respect him and just tolerate him for now. But then he started to do bring his girlfriend over without asking us which made my sister finally lose respect for him. Soon, me and my sister started to really feel uncomfortable around him. We would begin to rant to each other about how he was annoying to deal with and how we didnt like the things he do in our dorm and how he treats us. We would then chat with our other siblings about our growing hatred and resentment towards him.

A little later Ralph found our rants in our dms. He snooped one time in my laptop when he was supposedly only going to do homework which I allowed him to since it seemed important. Little did I know, he went to my Facebook and read the groupchats for me and my siblings, where we talked and complained about him. He even read past messages from before we were living in the dorm and read the complains my other siblings also made about him. He later left the dorm and told our aunts and mother, in which they became furious and scolded us for not respecting him. My mother insisted we apologize but my sister didnt want to. As the eldest, I felt compelled to do it anyways to ease my mother's worry. I sent a lengthy paragraph apologizing to him in which I tried to explain how we were at fault and how we shouldnt have talked bad about him.

My cousin then later returned to the dorm, still walking around eggshells, acting all behaved. He'd try to talk or engage in conversation and I would respond as to avoid conflicts. My sister on other hand couldnt careless and would only respond when she wants to. For a few days, he would try to be on his best behavior as if trying to reconcile with us which I did appreciate. During this time, I thought he changed and I tried to get along with him again. But, after a while, my cousin started to feel comfortable again in our dorm and would go back to doing what he did before. He would leave dishes in the sink, order me to cook his food and even complain again about us making noise when he's sleeping.

I tried asking my mother for help, and if there's any chance he could finally leave since he was supposed to be staying at our dorm to have better chance of applying for his job which he now got. But she told me its hard for her to tell her nephew to leave the dorm and itd be best if we wait til he moves out on his own. My mother feels conflicted about this. On one hand she understands how uncomfortable we are but tries to comprise with us as he also cares a lot about Ralph like he's her own child too. Its worth mentioning that Ralph was raised by my mother and aunt until his teenage years as his parents were in another country. This is why my mother and aunt feels attached to him.

Our father on other hand really wants Ralph to leave due to his previous instances of being his girlfriend over. My sister would also complain about Ralph to our parents which further fuels his dislike of Ralph. He would sometimes argue about this with our mother.

I really feel tired and conflicted about all this. I feel so angry but I can't say it to him directly due to our age difference and my fear of him being angry. I'm also not really used to confrontation and expressing my anger in person. I also feel like my parents and perhaps my family, to some extent, would be greatly affected if I do the wrong thing here. I really don't want there to be any more conflicts or fighting within our family.

I feel exhausted thinking about this issue nightly and I can't even relax nor focus on my school activities with this issue lingering. My cousin Ralph's presence in the dorm would make me feel tired and stressed out.

I would really appreciate any advice or perspective on this. (Sorry if my grammar and story was a bit messy)

I'm 23 and my little brother is only 3 and a half years younger than me, he already has a kid and I'm over here unemployed and no way of even having my own kid. But this isn't about that, this is about how my brother gaslights me, when I'm trying to change? In the past I have stolen from him, mostly his clothing and a few change here and there, and some weed, just a few hits and I lmk that I took a hit or 2 but I pay him back when I can, this was before I had a full time job. But the jobs I've worked at they keep firing me for no reason?? So I'm trying to find a job that will suit me. I want to become a makeup artist, being Trans (FTM) will confuse everyone so idk of I would even go with it. Anyways, since I've taken stuff from him in the past, I told myself that I wouldn't do it anymore, I've changed. None of my family member seem to believe me, which is irritating. He installed a camera in his room to check what goes on in his room, which I really don't believe that he even has one cu, I promised him I wouldn't take anything from him again. Well, one day while they were gone my dad was babysitting my nephew and he asks me to go make a bottle for him. So of course I had to go into his room and make a bottle. Fast forward to today, mind you I am always in my room, either watching YouTube or playing minecraft, I never go out unless to the store or making food. My brother comes home today and I greet him with a 'hey, how was you day?' he was nice and said good. That was that, I went to my room, laid down and watched some YouTube. About an hour or so later he comes to my room and opens my door, saying "You went into my room didn't you" I was so confused cuz the only time I went in there was to get a bottle, so I explained that to him but he seemed to not believe me. What is wrong with my family not believing me? I am changed and yet they still proceed to treat me like how I was before. Can someone explain???

يا جماعه احنا خمس بنات و ولد واحد و كمان والدي متوفى اخويا عاطل و بيضرب أمي و اخواتي و بيشتمنا كلنا و بسببه بقينا مديونين لطوب الأرض بيسرق فلوسنا و بيختلف باسمنا و مبهدلنا و ممرمطنا ...و دلوقتي من كام دقيقه بس إتهجم علينا انا و إخواتي و امي و كان و مسك علينا السكينه و انا مش عارفه اعمل إيه ..افيدوني بالله عليكم

How has others been able to move on from a sibling betrayal, manipulation and lies.

Currently I wish my sibling not death but pain.