I freaking hate my brother

Dude, "hate" doesn't even exactly fit with how much I despise my older brother. He acts like he holds a throne in the house, ordering people like he's holding us by the neck. Calling me useless like he's done so many great useful things but really, he's just a selfish, narcissistic, hypocrite, lazy trash with his brain as useless as his whole freaking existence, which the only function is to get on people's nerves and ruin their entire day. He's just so terrible that he's literally the only reason why I'm struggling with my mental health. I wish he would just disappear because only when he's not around do I feel safe and happy. He disrespects our mom, no, actually, every women in our house. He shouts, he scares, he acts like he's the most important guy in the house. Sometimes, I even blame our parents for letting him grow that way, but seeing him all grown up with that grown ass brain of his kicks all doubt I have for them. Because why can't he change and realize that all he's doing is hurting people in different kinds of ways? Why does it looks like it's so hard for him to be a better person and stop being the jerk he is? Why does it feel impossible for him to hear everyone out as his family and apologize for each one of us? I wanna forgive him but seeing him, and hearing him, and even feeling his presence sends triggers in my brain and I feel hatred and anger everywhere. Sometimes, when he's bugging everyone in the house so intensely, I think about wiping his existence off entirely from the world. He thinks he's so mighty but he's just a pathetic loser who preys on the weak. I hate him the most. I wish him gone whenever I see him. I have so much in mind that I can't put in words anymore so I'm ending it here now I guess.

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JEN Home June 28, 2026 at 12:32 pm 0 1