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It is the sad truth that my brother is easily the most evil person I have ever met. His abuse towards me has lasted for years, far to the point that I’m sure it’s been this way since I was a baby. I have no good memories of him, just those of where I was humiliated, isolated, and punished for existing.
His drug addiction started 12 years ago, when I was a child and he was a teen. Since then, I have been beaten down, stolen from, harassed, and abused more than ever. There were even times I contemplated suicide because I could no longer take the pressure.
Because of this I became apathetic and shut off. I was a loner in school, where nobody liked me and had constant anxiety and panic attacks although I didn’t know it at the time. My relationships suffered because of this and I was the one who was looked upon as the “difficult” and “angry” child. I did have anger issues and was so hot headed with no control of my temper.
My family never supported me. My brother was so manipulative and a master at gaslighting that no one saw what he truly did, and those that did know, they didn’t care to intervene. My mom admitted to me a few weeks ago that she knew he was abusive, but didn’t want me to reveal anything to make our situation “worse than it already was”.
I was betrayed by every person in my life and betrayed by society. It took so long to realize that the only person on my team was me and that if anything was going to change, I would have to be the one to do it. There is so much to this story that I cannot tell as it would be a novel in its own right.
Three weeks ago my brother and his girlfriend tried to stab me with a knife. I was lucky enough to have the police show up just in time before I was severely injured and this is what resulted in me going in to sign for a restraining order.
Yesterday was the hearing and I won! I have never had so much relief wash over me, to know that there is hope at the end of a dark road.
Love yourselves and be safe, my friends! Sibling abuse is real 💔
