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I wish I had an older brother who could look after me or a younger brother I could annoy
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Got two older brothers. My eldest-older brother is an obese alcoholic with a bad personality. Can't stand being around him. Won't write any more about him.
I like my middle-older brother. Despite having the personality of a loner background-character, he somehow was always sort of perfect too; which I used to be jealous of. He did sports, he'd get good grades, was good looking, would never get in trouble with mom and dad (despite partying, etc. he'd just never get caught somehow, unlike his siblings who always got caught).
All of my friends had a crush on him (but they never dated him, we're 5 years apart), and he seemed pretty popular in his own grade as well. For some reason, he never seemed to have a girlfriend, and I kind of thought that he might be gay (he's not though).
My middle-older brother is and was very stoic and quiet. We didn't interact much; he just hung out in his room a lot; we'd never talk, except on family trips, but even then, he would just be playing gameboy color or something (back, in the 90's). Our interactions were pretty shallow.
My earliest memory of a meaningful interaction with my middle-older brother was in junior year of high school. I caught my boyfriend making out with another girl; and dumped him on the spot. The shithead followed me home, crying and apologizing. He wouldn't leave. We were fighting loudly outside the house; for some reason I wanted him to leave before I opened the door, I guess I thought he might follow me inside, and that would be awful, or something like that, I don't really know what my logic was. My middle-older brother came outside, and that was my chance to go inside without the shithead now ex following me.
I thought that my middle-older brother would get aggressive; which made me scared, cause I'd feel really guilty if the shithead hurt him in a fight. Instead, he seemed unusually sweet; and was comforting the shithead, offering him a ride home even. This pissed me off a lot, "you're supposed to be on my side. you don't even know him," I thought. But the shithead left, and then middle-older brother came upstairs and knocked on the door of my room, told me shithead left, told me the doors were locked, and asked if I wanted to talk about what happened. I said I didn't, and he said "ok".
Then he took me out to breakfast, the next day, just the two of us. I don't think that ever happened before. He was unusually open. He told me that he felt guilty about not being a better brother, that he should have been looking out for me more. He said that he should have been friendlier, and talked to me more, or helped me with my homework. I reassured him that he was a good brother. He said that he wasn't a bad brother, not mean or anything, but not a good one either; that he treated me more like a roommate to be ignored, and he apologized for that, and said that he'd try to change. He blamed the fact that he's introverted, likes being alone too much. I said that he shouldn't feel guilty, but I'd be glad to hang out more.
We never did become closer like we planned though. We're still on good terms, but not buddy-buddy. I think he's just way too introverted, and I have my own problems (social anxiety); and the combination of that means that neither of us takes the initiative to force interaction.
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it's not great. I have a younger brother.
One time when I was 18 and he was 16 we were sharing a hotel room and I woke up in the middle of the night to find him lying naked on the floor masturbating behind his bed. I went to hide in the bathroom and pretended I hadn't seen him. The next morning I was furious and I didn't really have the language to explain why to our parents. I think I blamed my anger on him not flushing the toilet. I wouldn't speak to him and my parents thought I was being ridiculous. I was so upset.
My dad used to beat the shit out of me until I was in my early 20s I think that lead to my brother also assaulting me a few times as an adult. He thinks he was justified in doing it because I used to pick on him when we were children. He doesn't see the difference between kids fighting and an adult man attacking a woman unprovoked.
The worst part is that I'm a total recluse/shut in with mental problems and he's the closest thing I have to a friend. And I hate him.
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Jesus, I used to think I wanted more siblings, but after reading the replies thank God I didn't.
I'm sorry for all of the annoying and horrible siblings you guys had. Hopefully they're all far away and not part of your lives now.
My younger half brother is only 10 years old, but he's really just like my full brother cos his father is a failure piece of shit who ignores his existence. He asked MY father to go to his fathers day breakfast at his school so that really says it all. He's a pretty happy, chill/friendly kid. He loves hanging out with me, dancing and Michael Jackson and video games. I fear him turning into an incel tier retard cos he doesn't really have friends, never asks to go over anyones house or bring any school mates over plus porn and all that really concerns me, unlike my older brother I really see him living his life online, being brought up In the generation of living on a screen since you were born and I know once he gets older he's going to have a lot of anger and resentment toward his father which could make him bitter. I guess I just don't want him to grow up to be a piece of shit but I don't think he will.
My older brother is 3 years older than me and we get on like a house on fire. He was never the shut in stay on the internet all day type as a teenager (which is where we differ completely lel) he was always outside and in the graffiti/street scene in high school, he had a rats tail, he was a typical dero, always had heaps of friends, loved to throw parties much to my dads annoyance. I love him a lot, we have a lot of mutual interests we like the same music, sports, humour, drugs (kek) and he agrees with me on tranny bullshit negatively affecting women even though he's a lefty. We fight sometimes but thats normal. He's a really kind man, good person and it sucks he has low self esteem regarding relationships and career prospects.
Overall I love having brothers but I know a lot of girls who are abused by them. I guess I'm lucky my siblings and I have never maliciously bullied each other. My dad always said you should feel safe in your home and theres going to be all sorts of people out there in the world who try to bring you down, you shouldn't come home and get it from your siblings of all people, too.
oh and I have another half brother who is also 10 years old but I've never met him. I was only just made aware of his existence this year. I don't know why both my parents decided to procreate with complete dropkick losers after they broke up but in saying that, my younger bro whom I love to bits wouldn't be here so I guess it was just meant to be.
I have younger twin brothers and I can honestly tell you that if you had one, you wouldn't want one. Growing up they were terribly spoiled by my parents while I was expected to get all A's in school, do housework and all aspects of my life were controlled by my parents ("Where are you going? When will you be back? Who will be there? Is your phone fully charged and taken off silent? You're not going wearing that, go up and change."). None of these rules applied to my brothers. Even my extended family would side with my brothers and call me "hysterical" or a "bitch" when they gaslighted me.
They're fun to hang around with sometimes but it's pretty short-lived because I'm always reminded of the fact that they're typical men pretty quickly. Even today, my brothers will keep me up until 5am shouting with their friends on Fortnite when I have an exam the next day, if they want the TV/computer I'm expected to give it up for them to avoid a tantrum even if I'm working, if the house is unclean I'm blamed and screamed at even though it's always their mess, they get given money and gifts whenever they want while I have to work part time to pay for necessities like transport/food/phone bills and haven't bought clothes for myself in years. If there's an argument, my parents will side with my brothers (to anyone who doesn't have siblings there's always a favorite child and if you're unlucky enough to not be favourited by either parent, your life is basically miserable and being female makes you far, far less likely to be a favourite). I fought for a lot of freedoms for my brothers that I didn't have as a teenager because I thought they'd appreciate it (like getting to stay out late, drinking, going to clubs) but because they were just given to them and they didn't have to fight for them, they didn't notice or care. I'm still expected to help them with their college work also (recently I had to write multiple essays for my brother that he was too fucking lazy to do during the year because my mom said if I didn't, he'd have to repeat the college year and it would cost her a fortune).
Read the man-hate thread because having a brother is just having a lazy, entitled, spoiled man in the house.
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i like having a younger brother, especially now that we're both adults. i have a nurturing streak and like taking care of people but total responsibility for someone else freaks me out, so being an older sister is kind of perfect. i get to give him advice and help him out sometimes but if i can't be bothered it's nbd because i'm not his mom kek.
also our parents are crazy possible narcs so we give each other emotional support with that and compare notes to remind each other that we're not the crazy ones. if either of us were an only child with our parents we'd be so fucked up, probably lifelong NEETs at our mom's house or something.
Awful. My older brother is a wigger wannabe and is an ignorant, negative dumbass with multitudes of problems. I forget about him all the time and always believe I'm an only child until someone asks if I have siblings.>>93406
My thoughts exactly.
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You mean well adjusted families aren’t a myth?
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I have a big brother, 9 years older. We've never been super close, but I remember he'd sometimes play with me when I was a little girl. Like we'd have dance parties to silly music together, play tag, he'd give me piggyback rides. I also remember he had some silly nicknames he'd call me, like Sharkie, for one. I also remember, being the baby of the family, (my siblings being 9 and 10 years older) they'd do silly things sometimes like wrap me up in blankets like a burrito and sing "you are my sunshine" to me. Both of my siblings were pretty doting on me when I was little.
As we got older, my brother stopped coming around and we drifted apart. Now he's married and has kids of his own, we still see each other during the holidays and have a fairly neutral relationship. Occasionally making a bit of small talk about this or that. I have a much closer relationship with my big sister.
I have two big brothers. We get along well and I like both of them, but for whatever reason we don't have that sort of extremely close relationship where you tell each other everything and call/text everyday. We pretty much only talk when we're face to face. I think they have a closer relationship with each other than with me.
My older big brother is the most well-adjusted, he's just overall a very responsible and nice person. He gets along with everyone and keeps conversations going, and he's very easy to be around.
My younger big brother on the other hand was recently diagnosed with Asperger's, has been chronically depressed pretty much his whole life (doing better nowadays though), dislikes big crowds and parties, is a bit socially awkward and "blunt", etc. I'm not as close with him as with the other brother, because I'm not exactly the most outgoing person either. I still like him, but if we're alone it's a bit awkward, since we're both kinda weirdos but not in the same way, and we don't have much to talk about besides video games.
I was molested by one of my brothers and the other brother always defends him. It's shitty as fuck. My parents also took his side and made sure he was punished by the law as little as possible (I told my parents, they did nothing, a few years later, I told a mandatory reporter). My parents also tried to get me as close to him as possible so our relationship "could mend", but I still see my brother look at me in that weird way I know all too well. He also gets very sensitive when I dress in anything that covers less than a t-shirt. It's so uncomfortable.
yeah, i got exposed to vidya games early, etc. etc., but my family had very much of "be a man, but clean up real nice as a girl" attitude. My brothers were always right over me and my sisters, because they're men, duh.
I am jealous of girls with no brothers. I wish I had a normal older sister that wasn't autistic.
oh yeah, molester brother also physically abused me often. I told my parents but they thought I was lying.
Idk, I think having a brother is okay if the family doesn't see masculinity > femininity. My parents were okay with my brothers teasing and being mean as shit to my older sister and that made me feel insecure about my typical feminine interests which I hid and did not pursue. Of course, you couldn't say anything remotely negative about men…
sorry for the pointless rant
I feel you anon, I am about 3 years older than my (only) brother and was quite the shit to him. It's even recorded on photos/film. I did some horribly shitty things that I think back on and just still want to cry. Like, how could I be such a monster to a cute innocent boy? I hope it didn't mess with his development in any way.
I've brought it up a few times and apologized but honestly I don't think he cares. Maybe at one time he did, but he has a wife & kids now and seems to be doing fine.
We used to be closer but have sort of drifted apart in recent years. I was hospitalized for some mental health issues and I think that pushed him away. I haven't been brave enough to really face that even though it's been years now. We still talk and stuff but I don't feel like it'll ever be the same. I thought time would heal the wounds but in this case.. I'm not sure.