Thanks so much for the responses, I haven't spoken about this before on this forum, for some reason it's somewhere I haven't really been able to go yet. Still not sure I can really...
I cut off contact with my parents permanently in March 2011. Until that time, the truth of our childhood had never been openly confronted by anyone in my family. My actions triggered an intense meltdown in my brother as well, which has seen him come close to suicide, become repeatedly physically and verbally abusive towards me (he was formerly one of the most even tempered and rational people I knew) and has almost, and may yet, cost him his marriage and his children.
He blames me for everything... at least some of the time he does, perhaps because it's easiest, perhaps because I was the trigger for his world falling apart, perhaps for some other reason. Somehow he has chosen a human embodiment of all of the evil we experienced, and that human embodiment is me.
My parents have been emotionally and logistically blackmailing him by financial means for years now and have facilitated his current lifestyle, a lifestyle he believes his family cannot be without.
He said he had to make a choice... and he made it.
I wish I could feel anger. Hell, I always wish I could feel anger, but somehow I never can.
I don't even know how to name the emotion that lives in me right now.
Maddog
I cut off contact with my parents permanently in March 2011. Until that time, the truth of our childhood had never been openly confronted by anyone in my family. My actions triggered an intense meltdown in my brother as well, which has seen him come close to suicide, become repeatedly physically and verbally abusive towards me (he was formerly one of the most even tempered and rational people I knew) and has almost, and may yet, cost him his marriage and his children.
He blames me for everything... at least some of the time he does, perhaps because it's easiest, perhaps because I was the trigger for his world falling apart, perhaps for some other reason. Somehow he has chosen a human embodiment of all of the evil we experienced, and that human embodiment is me.
My parents have been emotionally and logistically blackmailing him by financial means for years now and have facilitated his current lifestyle, a lifestyle he believes his family cannot be without.
He said he had to make a choice... and he made it.
I wish I could feel anger. Hell, I always wish I could feel anger, but somehow I never can.
I don't even know how to name the emotion that lives in me right now.
Maddog