Whitnail said:

Well you cannot pick your blood relatives.

Whitnail said:

Thanks.

statuesqque said:

Does he annoy you when he's telling you all that stuff about himself?

RodeoSchro said:

I agree. That wasn't right.

gyro34 said:

I'm about to be in tears .....


My husband is banging my sister, but nobody knows and he makes me clean up afterwards.....she's a witch of a whore

so since she and him are "husband and wife" (while I'm still in the house with him), the children have become my "siblings", no respect, make s for a rocky house and I'm trapped.


I saw a movie last night where the brother and sister had been incestuous.....oh yeah, "The House of Yes" and I completely understaood on so many different levels.....just sad.

gyro34 said:

OMG my first at gd

Thank you so much, I hope we are not related

My sister on the left... She rocks ( literally) we are as different as night and day... She now owns a therapy biz in Beverly Hills in Energy work.... If you look closely you can see the resemblance...



My brother Mitch... ( he has an interesting career choice in lets say entertainment My cousin Cori ( In whom my appearance is justified) I look like her mother... One blond is borne per generation in my clan. On both sides I am a combo of Scottish grandfathers and Spaniard grandmothers... My roots in Cali Spainardism are through Don Vicente Peralta.
We are so very different and yet so very connected.

I am your sister! Your example about your sister's test was similar to a situation I recently went through. I applied for a position at work and I didn't talk openly about it, not because I don't trust people. It's really because I don't want people pumping sunshine up my ass. It's great to have someone talking me up, telling me I'm gonna get it but if I didn't get it I would be even more disappointed and a little embarrassed.

I'm not exceptionally close to my brothers but I'm making a conscious effort to get closer. It saddens me to think that if my mom were to die, we probably wouldn't communicate too much with each other. I am close to their children though.

gyro34 said:

I'm about to be in tears .....


My husband is banging my sister, but nobody knows and he makes me clean up afterwards.....she's a witch of a whore

so since she and him are "husband and wife" (while I'm still in the house with him), the children have become my "siblings", no respect, make s for a rocky house and I'm trapped.


I saw a movie last night where the brother and sister had been incestuous.....oh yeah, "The House of Yes" and I completely understaood on so many different levels.....just sad.

I have two sisters; I still hang on with the older one, but the younger one...hummm: my much hated "brother-in-law" (a sexist, paranoid, ugly asshole) and his disgusting family turned her against me and the rest of my family.

I have a six year older brother and we have nothing in common. He's a very stressy, upthight and stringent/demanding person. Very ignorant about things he, IMO, should not be ignorant about at all, seen our upbringing. Even my mom wonders how he can be so completely different from her and me. In heart I know he's a good person but just not nice to be around with.
He has a terrible girlfriend, always spreading lies and doing things for her own benefit. He's been with her for 20 years and it's eating him up. He used to be funny but the stress he has allowed to come over him has made him bitter. He doesn't realise it.
Everytime we see each other (birthdays and holidays) I'm so angry about unfair and unkind comments that make no sense. It hurts me because I find, being his sister, he should be kind to me and my parents, not a stranger.
He lives in my street, I don't feel any need to visit him and his family.

What I find sad is that if I would be like him we wouldn't have any contact. I always eat my words and thoughts to not get into an argument. I want to keep seeing his daughter although she (8 tomorrow) starts acting like them a lot, what a shame, she used to be so honest and innocent. My son also loves her very much so that makes it difficult.
Without her I wouldn't see them much and I wouldn't miss a thing. One brother of my husband and his family feel like my family and my own brother doesn't, weird.

CJanssen said:

Hi, CJ.

It's sad when people change for the worse. Was he always that radically different?

JoeTyler said:

I hope your younger sister someday finds the strength to think independently from her husband.

I grew up watching my mothers siblings tear each other to pieces. My mother not so much as the others but there was jealousies, manipulations, holidays would always be a wreck and my 2 aunts haven't spoken in about 30 years because of a misunderstanding. My aunt who has chosen to cut her sister out of her life is totally wrong about what happened but she has her truth of the events and cannot be convinced otherwise.

I never ever wanted this for myself. I get along with all my siblings and I am very thankful for that. In some ways I feel I have not been the best big brother but in many ways I know I have. I like to think that overall my siblings do look up to me and that they are proud of me. I'm proud of them and I love them. I hope that never changes....

yes , i am the one that does one of the sharing

I tried to be close to my brother when I first moved to Chicago, would call him, tried to be nice to the girlfriend (who is now the wife), but I got sick of always being the one making the effort so I gave up. I send him a birthday card and his wife sends me one on mine, but that's about it. We just don't have much in common. He is married with 2 kids and lives near the farm where we grew up. I'm not married, no kids, and live in NYC. It probably doesn't help that I really dislike my sister-in-law. I tried to like her & be nice to her for about 7 years and finally I couldn't do it any more. I'm trying to be a good aunt, but I only see the niece & nephew once a year and they are kind of at that bratty stage...

Super close w/ my oldest sister, but my middle sister seems like she was raised in a whole different family sometimes I'd like us to be closer, but sometimes I feel like I don't know how to relate to her in a way that's comfortable. We're working on it though... I think it's weird when a sibling isn't around for a long time & then BAM, they're just HERE. & things change. It's fucking wierd how family dynamics can just get FUNKY

gyro34 said:

Hi Ana.

Yes but because of the age difference I never spend too much time with him, he didn't allow it either. I remember one time I wanted to talk to him, I was still a kid and he was studying something. I never went to his room but now I did. Boy, did I know. He was very stressed and he dragged my out of his room by my clothes, I was on the floor and I felt like being dragged out by my hair as you see in comics like a Neanderthaller (?) would do.
Some time ago my mom pointed out to me that he had always been "different". Because of his inner stress he needed an outlet and I was perfect. He always teased me to the point where we were rolling over the floor, punching and kicking like pigs. Not nice. At one point my mom took a giant wooden spoon, at least 3 feet and told us to never ever hit each other again. We didn't speak for a year, only the highly necessary things like "can you pass me the salt?".

It's ok now, I don't get too much involved with them but it's not how it should be.

I have an older brother and younger sister. We're all 5 years apart. I used to be super close to my brother when we were kids. We used to build castles out of books, have little adventures in our backyard, and were both dreamers who ran around playing make-believe. My big brother protected me from the monsters that lived in the closet and under the bed. I idolized him; he was my role model; but that changed when I was about 15 years old. That's when I realized that my brother didn't seem to want to better himself and expected everyone to cater to his needs even though he was an adult. I was working and going to high school making good grades and doing what was expected of me, and because of that, my parents always asked me to talk to him and tell him to grow up. Why I had to do their job is still something I don't understand, because even to this day, they expect me to do this; and, now, I just tell them that I don't have the time to guide another adult through his own life. Now, he's a 30 year man-child who still lives at home and has never paid a bill in his life because everything has been handed to him by my parents and my grandmother. I had to work 3 jobs while being a full-time college student 4 years ago because my family kept giving him all the money for his tuition and books; and he'd always either flunk out or just drop the class and sell the books to get the cash, which he spent on other things. As a result, I don't talk to him or my parents very much anymore. I don't talk to my grandmother at all, because she favors boys over girls, something that I've known since I was a pre-teen.

While in college, I was the one how would drive 2 and a half hours home to visit them. In 4 and a half years of school, my father came to visit me maybe 5 times; my mother, twice; and my siblings, once; but, I was always expected to drive home every soo often to see them; or call them at least once a week. Now, I barely ever call them and I'm not driving 15 hours to see them, because I don't feel any real connection to them other than the fact that we are related, which isn't a good enough reason IMO to drive for that long. I don't really know them anymore and they really don't know me and I'm tired of having to be the one who always has to initiate contact with them. Now, I usually call them every 2 months or so, just to make sure that they are still alive. When they actually call me out of the blue, the first thing I say when I answer the phone is, "Did someone die?" or "What's wrong?!?!", because they don't call me just to shoot the breeze and ask me how I'm doing. I usually call them and when I do, I always have to hear some new drama that's going down with my 30 year old man-child brother or my sister...the unfit mother of four little ones who is only 21 years old.

She doesn't have custody of any of her kids now because she chose drugs and her abusive boyfriend over them. She allowed this prick, who I've never met (lucky for him, because I'd fuck him up), to burn her oldest daughter with cigarettes. Now, my mom has her oldest daughter and the other three are with other family members; and, I just found out a few weeks ago that this...girl just married this asshole. I was soo pissed off that all I could do was laugh to avoid throwing shit. At this point in time, if I saw her, I'd probably punch her in the face before bestowing an ass-whooping on that muthafucka she chose over her babies. I'd soo get arrested for assaulting the both of them, so it's best that I don't ever talk to her again, because I don't want to hear her side of the story. She and I never got along and my family adopted her when she was 1 years old from her mother who was just like her. The apple really doesn't fall that far from the tree, because this little girl got everything she ever wanted growing up and she still ends up like her fucked up biologicial mother. After my parents got their messy little divorce, my mom had to sell her wedding rings to buy this girl Christmas presents and she repays my mom by getting knocked up at 16 and now leaving the child for my disabled mother to take care of while she's galavanting around with this fucking loser that she married. If we all sat down and talked to a therapist, I probably wouldn't be able to stop yelling at them. I'm far from perfect, but damn, I'm not dragging anyone down but myself. At this point, I only see my brother and sister as being burdens on my parents, yet, I don't really feel sorry for them because they continue to allow it to happen. Now, I need a drink or a candy bar to calm my nerves, because my family just adds to my already stressed out life. This is probably why I choose to distance myself from them.
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