
Horrible Sister
Posted Jun 6, 2014 by anonymous | 4544 views | 45 comments
I had a pretty unusual upbringing. I discuss it with my therapist three times weekly, and she says that what I experienced was a form of abuse, though I have a very hard time accepting that. I barely remember my dad, and for as long as I can remember my mom drastically favored me over my older brother. He is not even a year older, and I figured out that my mom must have been so disappointed having a son that she tried again almost immediately. He was a very sweet kid, and very pretty, in fact he still is, but mom just didn't love him. She would show this in so many ways. She was always way warmer and way more loving and encouraging to me. She was always ready to hug me, but would turn away coldly back when he tried to hug her. She approved of everything I did or said, nothing he ever did was ever good enough, when measured to my standard. She sent me to a very expensive private school, he went to public. I always got way more and way nicer presents on my birthday and Christmas than he did, sometimes he got none. I didn't have to do chores, he had lots, including straightening my room, making my bed and washing my sheets. Punishment for me was always quiet talking, for him it was yelling and even getting slapped. When it came time to go to college, she wouldn't send him, because she was saving for me. I got to go wherever I wanted, even though I got a full scholarship to a very good local school. He isn't gifted academically, so no scholarship, and she wouldn't send him anywhere. I wish I could say I was a good sister. But I was not, I was a bully. I absolutely loved my high status in the household, and it made me so angry when he would stand up to me or make me feel like he threatened that status, even a little. I would make sure he would get punished for it, whenever there was a conflict between us mom would always come down on him hard. I haven't been able to really discuss this with my therapist, except vaguely, it is so hard to talk about face to face, and I will probably never forgive myself. I don't know how I got it into my head to start doing this, but there was sexual abuse, starting when I was 12. This was basically me pulling down my panties, pinning him down and rubbing myself on his face and squeezing my breasts until I climaxed. I was rough on purpose because of the stimulation and because I was aroused by his whimpering. Sometimes when I wanted to really put him in his place I would urinate in his mouth . I felt such strong emotions of sexual mastery, which translated into incredibly intense physical feelings. I remember worrying that I was damaging myself somehow because I knew I shouldn't be having such overpowering climaxes at my age. Once I was careless, I was being noisy and he was crying a little, and my mom opened the door, looked at me, shook her head, and then just closed it again. Since then I did it with impunity. I'm in my mid-twenties now, and I am certainly not the same person I was then. And honestly, for the most part I am doing very well. I'm able to lead a rich and adventurous life, I have a wonderful circle of friends, and I'm already earning well into 6 figures in a job I absolutely love. And I feel like I am naturally happier than most people, my natural state is serenity and joy, I wake up each day with this wonderful sense of anticipation. I often wonder if my early experiences of being highly placed in the home social hierarchy, as well as the intense and self-aggrandizing early sexual experiences, have somehow wired me neurally so that my natural, homeostatic brain state is more uplifted than normal. If I have "problems", they are what might be considered hyper-sexuality, and a strong need to be in control in my romantic relationships, which means I mostly date girls these days. ...and then there is the guilt. Sometimes it overwhelms me. It can be the worst feeling in the world. Sometimes I think that everything that is good about me is the result of my brother's oppression, that my life is basically a sham, and that I don't deserve any of it. One night I just sat in the bathtub ruminating about my childhood, playing through all those endless memories, feeling the guilt like a claw grasping inside my stomach, strangling my organs. I found myself stepping out of the bathtub, dripping wet, walking to the kitchen and taking a knife and just holding the pointy end to my throat. my mind totally lost in memories. This was a truly terrifying experience, and the day after is when I sought therapy. I've tried apologizing to him, multiple times, and he accepted my apology, but this is so woefully inadequate. What does an apology mean against a lifetime of injustice? I want to help him, but I honestly don't know how, I feel like he is in a bad situation. He is married to my mom's friend, a woman who owns a real estate company, and who is almost twice his age. My mom pressured him to date her, and when she proposed to marry him, my mom insisted he accept, and gave him an ultimatum: marry her or don't, but either way you can't live here any more. He was 20, few skills, few friends, no resources, no confidence, and so he married. Seeing them together (which is rare, since they moved to the other side of the country, in a remote area), I get the impression that she shows him no more respect than my mom and I did growing up, which makes me so sad. And it is simply impossible to talk to my mom about him, or about the way she raised us. I feel like she is a rock, and my words are like a stream flowing around her, having no effect.
Commented Jul 30, 2014 by AnonTeen15
It's both you and your moms fault, and if you're so worried for him why don't you let him live with you and help him get on his feet because it's the least you could so after you and your mother had been such bitches to him. I'm not going to comfort you in the least because you could have changed when you were younger but you chose not to.
Commented Jul 30, 2014 by anonymous
Penpal... (if you still want to call me that, I can't blame you if you dont) I hope to hear from you soon...
Commented Jul 9, 2014 by anonymous
And yet how many other people were around her that she may have been nice to? How many other people were around her that she treated the way she treated her brother? We don't have any way to know unless she tells us but no matter how you were taught, there comes a time when common sense should take over.
Commented Jul 6, 2014 by anonymous
but that was all she knew as that was how her mother raised them both
Commented Jul 2, 2014 by anonymous
I'm sorry but I have partially disagree with that. At some point, maybe at age 14, she should have been able to look around her and see that the way her brother was being treated was wrong. It is true that she most likely wouldn't have been able to stop her mother from hurting her brother but SHE could have stopped being mean to him.
Commented Jul 1, 2014 by anonymous
If you're still watching this thread, I do still want to keep in contact. Check your email. I apologize in advance if what I say upsets you. I'll be waiting. You know who I am.
Commented Jun 30, 2014 by anonymous
Growing up was similar for me, though not as bad to be sure. As long as I was respectful to my my mom and sisters I got by ok. But I was lowest on the totem pole, by far.
Commented Jun 24, 2014 by anonymous
(This was rejected by the server the first time, I tried again on a whim, obviously it worked.) Im truly sorry to hear about what happened in your own childhood. I think it speaks highly of you that you reached out to me, a perpetrator, in a thoughtful and civil manner, even if you primary intent is to help my brother. I agree 100%, I do need to be begging his forgiveness for the rest of my life. Of course I recognize that what I did was wrong now, but not when it mattered most. Should I have known better when I was in my mid teens? I think so, especially when I am in a self recriminating mood. My therapist does not. Actually a lot of what we work through in therapy is ways that I can see myself in a more forgiving light. So please dont take this as me making excuses for myself, this mostly comes from my therapist. Im just trying to live with this, by seeing it in as objective light as possible. For one, I actually didnt know this, but our brain isnt fully developed until we are in our mid twenties. And that late development all occurs in the forebrain, which is very strongly implicated in moral reasoning. A lot of early morality is in fact conditioning to negative feedback. I didnt get much in the way of that, not from my peers (I always seemed to be popular and very respected in school, despite my bossy tendencies, I always wanted to be the leader at everything, and I was able to) And certainly I did not get negative feedback from my mother. She was the authority figure in my life, and not only did she not punish what I was doing, she actively condoned and fostered a lot of it. And this was all that I knew, ever since I can remember I was aware of the favoritism, though it became more intense later. So in that perspective what I did was predictable. Another thing. Emotions can be so incredibly intense when we are young. It is just impossible to describe how it made me feel to be favored so strongly. It was so validating, so self affirming, I felt so powerful and so wanted, but that doesnt begin to describe how good it made me feel. Sometimes I wonder if I essentially spent my entire childhood high. Am I a bad person for responding this way? Maybe, the question isnt rhetorical. But I can at least say that I didnt *choose* to respond in that way. My body essentially made that choice for me. And at some point, long before I started acting out the way I did, those feelings spilled over into sexual feelings. I remember very clearly, Christmas when I think I was nine or ten. This was around when the favoritism started really getting intense, when she started making him clean my room and make my bed. That Chrismas morning there was a magnificent pile of presents under the tree, I mean just ridiculously huge, she must have spent 1000s of dollars, and as I was tearing into them I was realizing that they were *all* for me. My brother was watching and crying quietly, and I felt this delirious sensation rush through my body, and I squeezed my thighs together and had what I later realized was the first orgasm of my life. We talked about this for a whole session in therapy, she says that this is part of sibling rivalry, which everyone experiences, it is our genes selfish drive to compete for as many resources as possible. Dopamine is the chemical released when we experience a sense of reward, such as when we win something. My body was basically flodded with dopamine all the time, because I was winning the sibling battle every moment of every day. Dopamine is also very tied to sexual response and orgasm. So what happened to me, and my later strong association to my superior feelings over him and my sexuality, is easily possible. As for your idea about setting up a trust fund for him, it is not a bad one. The thing is, his wife is actually quite rich, so it is possible that is one thing he doesnt have to worry about. I would *very* much like to see him divorce her, I am working hard at this moment to try to make this happen, and to help him to live independantly. And I would hope that he would get enough from her to at least be comfortable the rest of his life. There are some problems, though. I feel certain that she had him sign a prenup. That might not be the end, there are all kinds of circumstances which can invalidate one, and given their fucked up marriage there are bound to be half a dozen such. She does have basically unlimited resources to fight it, though. And,its going to be an uphill battle, my brother is absolutely terrified of standing up to her at all, I would guess that divorce for him seems unthinkable. And I cant blame him. He has no experience of living on his own, or supporting himself, nor does he have the capacity to, in my opinion. Feel free to contact me if you like, at the e-mail below a few comments down.
Commented Jun 23, 2014 by anonymous
Her mom ruined his life. How could you say how you would react growing up in that weird ass house.
Commented Jun 22, 2014 by anonymous
You ruined his life, you have to make it up for him.I don't even know how you can make it up for him. But killing yourself won't help. Suicide is not an option.
Commented Jun 17, 2014 by anonymous
As for what goes on it is not good. He has no say in anything, no independence. When in public she is always with him, when she leaves the house alone he is literally locked in, no communication with the outside world. He gets half and hour of supervised internet/phone time a day. He has to call her maam, and cannot speak unless spoken to. When she sits he has to sit at her feet. I know for a fact that she has beaten him with a belt. He couldnt speak correctly for weeks because she made him have surgery on his lower tongue connection, to facilitate oral sex. I have walked in on them several times, not my fault she is shameless, to see him performing oral or oral/anal on him, sometimes I think cooking cleaning and that is his whole life. And I could go on.
Commented Jun 17, 2014 by anonymous
Your mother was obviously a narcissist and you were the golder child (with additional information on /r/raisedbynarcissists), I wish you had killed yourself for what you did to him, it would in no way make up for how you contributed to the destruction of his life. And while your mum certainly played a large part you enabled her and kicked him back down so yeah don't even think of putting your blame onto her. Lets face it if people like you were shot the world would be a better place, I hope your colleagues find out about this and you get fired.
Commented Jun 16, 2014 by anonymous
Mom and she were close for a long time. She was always attracted, I remember the looks she gave him, when she was over for dinner, when we were both still in hs. Part of the reason is that she could support him, my mom is well off but she is wealthy. Mom is a bit sycophantic towards her, always eager to please her. She always badgered him to make a good impression on her. I wonder sometimes if there was a financial inducement as well. The thing is, she really did make him feel desired and wanted for a time, which sadly was totally new for him, he was only half resistant.
Commented Jun 16, 2014 by anonymous
Just wow. That is a very difficult story. What you did was absolutely atrocious. I guess given your age and the environment you grew up in, you have to be given some allowance. But still, good grief. What is the story with his wife? Why did your messed up mother insist he marry her. What is going on between them?
Commented Jun 16, 2014 by anonymous
Ok, I created a burner e-mail address for this purpose. abs472732 AT gmail DOT com I'll be checking from time to time, hope to hear from you.
Commented Jun 16, 2014 by anonymous
Alright. I'll bite but you'll have to give me another way to communicate with you because I'm not talking about it here.
Commented Jun 15, 2014 by anonymous
And amazingly, throughout he remains a very good person. He would never hurt anyone. As well as, unfortunately, being very, very meek. This has actually gotten a lot worse since being married.
Commented Jun 15, 2014 by anonymous
If willing, I would love to hear more about your experience growing up. I have heard many accounts of the boy being favored, but few of the girl, and none like mine. And I am working on getting him out of that situation, and the plan is for him to stay with me until I can get him settled.
Commented Jun 15, 2014 by anonymous
Hi, I can't seem to write anything more than a sentence, without the server rejecting it??
Commented Jun 15, 2014 by anonymous
I have no sympathy for you. I was in a similar upbringing, bitch mother hated me because I've got a dick. The difference is that I wasn't tormented by my sisters so I don't have negative feelings towards them. That said, just apologizing is not half enough. You really want to atone? Don't just apologize. Fall on your knees and beg for him to forgive you. And do what you can to get your brother out of that situation at all costs. Let him move in with you and while you're at it, kick your mother's teeth down her throat. Speaking from experience, you'll both be very lucky if he doesn't come back some day and gut you both like the pigs you were to him, along with his shotgun wedding wife.
Commented Jun 14, 2014 by anonymous
Tell him that if he decides to leave his wife, he can stay with you. Then he will know u truly care about him
Commented Jun 14, 2014 by anonymous
Oh wow....this makes the relationship between my siblings and I seems so much less dysfunctional because bullying each other in our terms means taking food from each other..
Commented Jun 14, 2014 by anonymous
VVV I think your wrong, I dont think it was her fault, her mom blatently set up that situaton.
Commented Jun 12, 2014 by anonymous
As someone who was sexually abused as a child (not by family), and then went through the rest of childhood being constantly tormented and bullied by my siblings, and watching them get new clothes and cars and all sorts of stuff all the time while I got nothing, I have to say: you did some really, really bad things. You may have some hope for recognizing that what you did was wrong, but man... you need to be begging your brothers forgiveness for the rest of your life. Yeah, your mother is fucked up and created this situation, but once you reached your mid teens you should have known better. You NEED to understand that your brother is emotionally scarred for life by what he had to deal with, from you and from her. Meanwhile, you are flitting around with your great job making tons of money and your "rich and fulfilling life" while he is miserable. These scars last forever. He will always have trouble providing for himself and feeling adequate at even the simplest of daily tasks. Picture that. Now it is even worse because he is still dependent on an abusive person, even if it is someone different now. You want to help him? Set up a trust fund for him. Support him. If you think he will not accept it from you, do it anonymously. Tie it down really tight too so that evil wife of his cannot touch it. These things exist. Consult a financial advisor. They do not need to know why you want to do this and frankly do not care. Just make it happen. Keep seeing your therapist.
Commented Jun 11, 2014 by anonymous
Yes I have to deal with the guilt now. But given our outcomes, I can't agree with you, or my therapist.
Commented Jun 10, 2014 by anonymous
What a cunt
Commented Jun 10, 2014 by dessyXray
Dont blame others, blame urself for doing nothing to prevent him get abuse. You can just suicide or help other people who were abuse like your brother. Dont bother me if not agree.
Commented Jun 9, 2014 by anonymous
Hmm, I doubt that.
Commented Jun 9, 2014 by anonymous
What is up with your brothers wife? what is going on with them?
Commented Jun 9, 2014 by anonymous
gee glad to hear your doing so well
Commented Jun 8, 2014 by anonymous
Sorry but your mom is awful
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
you had the right idea with the knife in your throat
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
worthless whore
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
Its good that you apologized. Its not your fault, IMO
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
tl;dr
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
I agree with your therapist, what you experienced was a form of abuse, it was a very distorted way of growing up. And the blame rests with your mother, dont feel guilty.
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
Im a girl and honestly i wish my mom raised me this way.
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
Um, yes.
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
If I was aroused by this does that mean there is something wrong with me?
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
I agree, this was blatantly your moms fault. Dont blame yourself honey.
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
Thank you for the considerate and considered response. My suicidal impulse was what me and the therapist discussed exclusively when I first started seeing her. She believes I am out of danger ,and i agree. I also agree with you that a large portion of the blame rests with my mother. But really, this is a very confusing area for me. Obviously, she predisposed me towards behaving in this way. But she didnt force me to do what I did. I could have helped him, been emotionally supportive. Nothing stopped me. But instead, I chose to behave in absolutely the worst possible manner. So I cant help but believe that a huge portion of the blame rests with me. And you may be right, I may just have to accept it and live with it. My mother is impossible to talk with about this subject. And if she feels any guilt, she certainly doesnt show it.
Commented Jun 7, 2014 by anonymous
Wow that is probably the worst possible advice (not op).
Commented Jun 6, 2014 by anonymous
do lsd
Commented Jun 6, 2014 by anonymous
do lsx
Commented Jun 6, 2014 by anonymous
If you apologized and your brother accepted it, thats all you can expect from him. If you are still feeling guilty about it after that, you might just have to live with it. If it got to the point of suicidal thoughts, bring that up with your therapist. Also, it sounds like your unfair treatment and subsequent guilt are largely your mothers fault. Maybe you should talk to her about it. Dont shift all the guilt to her, but maybe if you share it, you will feel better. And who knows? Maybe she feels guilty too. You seem like you are pretty happy right now, and thats good. Try to forgive yourself for what you did a long time ago by being the best you can be in the present, and please dont hold a knife to your throat again.