
fishygirl
in the end, nothing matters
- Sep 17, 2023
- 197
older sister to an autistic younger brother with a serious health complication. hes 18, but has the thought capacity of about 10 yrs old.
per request of my mom, i chaperoned (stalking his every move in a crowded noisy venue for over 4 hours) for him and a friend of his at NYCC [comic con] today.
i arrived earlier at the venue to collect our badges. im inside the venue for a bit with my boyfriend, (who also went ofc) when i get called to meet up with my brother and his friend at a different entrance, after they were dropped off by para-transit.
within the ~10 minutes it took me to get outside the venue and locate him, him and his friend got scammed by some asshole who sold them fake/expired badges (even though i told them we were meeting up because i had the badges already...)
it infuriated me so badly that not only did they lose money so stupidly, but also that someone would prey on someone whos VERY obviously below average intelligence.
i already had a conversation with him about ignoring strangers talking to him. (or say: no thanks, and move on.) and that convo was after a homeless man recently got him to give him all the money he had on him... which was money my mom gave him for something else.
it infuriates and frustrates me. hes not even my child. but i feel the burden. the whole day today, as i watched over my brother and his friend, i felt so sad and frustrated. knowing that their moms had to deal with them every day.
a part of me wants him to be happy and safe- but if he was gone, i wouldnt have to worry about:
-his future, how he functions in society
-my mom's ability to care for him as she ages (shes 55)
-what happens to him after my mom dies
-the expectations on me to take care of him unconditionally
thinking about it, it really makes me hate him.
growing up, ive had to take him places in my free time, care for him alone, feed him, give him medicine, educate him, discipline him, and then get hit and cursed at. i hate it. and my mom? can she really be blamed for giving me some of the burden? for taking her frustrations out on me? dealing with the monster that is my brother?
i feel so bad for her- hes a burden, im a burden. he's also spoiled, prioritized. her little angel. i can understand, but it hurts all the same.
if he was gone, my worries would be gone. maybe my mom would have been kinder to me if she wasnt so stressed out with him. maybe things would be better.
i just... it makes me want to kill myself quicker, to avoid seeing the disasters caused by my brother, and what happens as both him and my mom age...
per request of my mom, i chaperoned (stalking his every move in a crowded noisy venue for over 4 hours) for him and a friend of his at NYCC [comic con] today.
i arrived earlier at the venue to collect our badges. im inside the venue for a bit with my boyfriend, (who also went ofc) when i get called to meet up with my brother and his friend at a different entrance, after they were dropped off by para-transit.
within the ~10 minutes it took me to get outside the venue and locate him, him and his friend got scammed by some asshole who sold them fake/expired badges (even though i told them we were meeting up because i had the badges already...)
it infuriated me so badly that not only did they lose money so stupidly, but also that someone would prey on someone whos VERY obviously below average intelligence.
i already had a conversation with him about ignoring strangers talking to him. (or say: no thanks, and move on.) and that convo was after a homeless man recently got him to give him all the money he had on him... which was money my mom gave him for something else.
it infuriates and frustrates me. hes not even my child. but i feel the burden. the whole day today, as i watched over my brother and his friend, i felt so sad and frustrated. knowing that their moms had to deal with them every day.
a part of me wants him to be happy and safe- but if he was gone, i wouldnt have to worry about:
-his future, how he functions in society
-my mom's ability to care for him as she ages (shes 55)
-what happens to him after my mom dies
-the expectations on me to take care of him unconditionally
thinking about it, it really makes me hate him.
growing up, ive had to take him places in my free time, care for him alone, feed him, give him medicine, educate him, discipline him, and then get hit and cursed at. i hate it. and my mom? can she really be blamed for giving me some of the burden? for taking her frustrations out on me? dealing with the monster that is my brother?
i feel so bad for her- hes a burden, im a burden. he's also spoiled, prioritized. her little angel. i can understand, but it hurts all the same.
if he was gone, my worries would be gone. maybe my mom would have been kinder to me if she wasnt so stressed out with him. maybe things would be better.
i just... it makes me want to kill myself quicker, to avoid seeing the disasters caused by my brother, and what happens as both him and my mom age...