For those that don't know, I'm currently having problems with my brother.
Now, before I go into details why, here's the synopsis of my life with him growing up. We were attached to the hip growing up. We played games that we called imaginary games (later discovered to be known as role-playing.). He is 2 3/4 years older than me. My parents divorced when I wasn't even in my double digits yet (idk what year it was exactly), and I (somehow) thought it would be the best idea to live with my dad? I got to meet my Mom's friend for the first time (even though she's known me my entire life but this is p much my first memory of her). Me and my brother would be slingshot back and forth between the friend's apartment and our family home, where my oldest brother also lived, due to joint custody. Then, eventually, I had to pack what I could from the family home and live with said friend, who has taken care of me and my family since then. Growing up, I have faced a LOT of obstacles. Family betrayals, heartache, and even having to understand my own self. I am not a normal person. I could not go to public nor private school due to my inability to withstand repetitive sounds/motions (tapping a pencil, jiggling a knee, drumming of fingers, etc.) in a classroom. It would make me freak out. Like literally grab the closest hard bound cover book and smash it onto my forehead freak out. Screaming included. I could not handle it. So I have been home schooled starting the 6th grade. It was a pain that I couldn't socialize well with others. It doesn't help that I have ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder) and was misdiagnosed most of my life as ADHD. I was put on medication, such as Adderal(sp?), which really did NOT help. In fact, it made it WORSE! I've grown up to be a slightly timid person, constantly afraid of pissing people off. Worrying about making the slightest of slights.
But my brother always seemed to make it better for me, by just role playing with me growing up. He also has ASD, but is on the higher functioning range of the spectrum, as I am not. He can do things that I can't, and vice versa. He's always been able to charm his way out of most things growing up, specifically in school. We both have things that irritate us (like my mention just above this paragraph) and made us act out. I would get sent to the principals office on a daily basis because of my disruption of the classroom, while he got sent to the library to play on the computers. For the exact same thing. Mind you this is late 1990's-early 2000's. Asperger's was still being researched. As time went by, I started to notice slight changes. He would blame me for things, like for once, starting a Styrofoam war in our shared bedroom (ripping up pieces and throwing them at each other. Harmless but messy.), and it was believed that I really did it, probably because I'm the youngest and the youngest acts out the most. We both had to pick it up but I was the one that got grounded. He began to lie about things more, like about stealing basketballs from school. He has crashed several cars already, even one that belonged to my former step-sister.
My brother has severe anger issues. He has lost SO many jobs because of them! I don't even remember how many jobs he's had, it's that many. He has a serious addiction to screens and would rather stay home and do nothing but play. And now.. I don't even know what to do anymore. I'm finally in a place that I can call home, but my brother is out there becoming a complete asshole, and I just want to go to him and knock some sense into him. He's been bumming wifi. He's been throwing and kicking things in public places such as stores and fast food places! I honestly don't know what to do. I love him, but at the same time, I'm ashamed of him. He needs psychological help. He needs to understand that this shit isn't going to fly. He's eventually going to be unemployable, and probably get arrested if he keeps this attitude up.
I'd love nothing more than for him to move down to us and get help, but the house is full and I highly doubt my step-dad would even be able to deal with him. My mom is trying to focus on getting me into programs and work, so I'm not sure what else to do.
I'm sorry that you had to read all of this, but I just had to vent.
Listening to: Song of Healing