I can't believe this bullshit. Things were going at least smoothly. And then, all of a sudden, this psychopath comes back.
I tried sleeping last night, and I was real, real freaking cranky. My brother has a child and his GF live in the house, and every damn night they are really, really loud, and I have to sleep early. I kept reminding them many times to please, hurry up with the shower and go to sleep, as it was approaching midnight (oh, and it was Sunday, of all nights). Apparently doing this was crossing the line for my brother.
I'm so f*cking lucky to have locked the door, because he was banging on it really, really f*cking loud. I tried to tell him to stop, as he would break the door. He didn't care, and kept knocking with a force. He threatened to physically beat me and even kill me, and his behavior of knocking at the door violently meant that my life was legitimately in danger. He's 24 years old, by the way, and I'm only still 17. He has abused me enough times before, but this was special, because by this time I'd realized all the bullshit he did in the past, and how his behavior was incredibly psychopathic, and how he'll never change.
I cried all that night, because for once, someone actually made an attempt at my life. That was the first time where I felt I was in very serious trouble, and I mean really, really serious trouble. My mom arrived later that night, and she tried to talk to me, but I wouldn't say anything. My sister arrived too late that night to even understand what the hell happened.
There have been a number of red flags; my brother threatened me earlier that week because my dad ranted about his past as an abuser (I told my dad about what had happened in the past), and I feel that my dad knowing was going to put him in serious, serious trouble. Last night he threatened to take and destroy my laptop; take note, my laptop is essentially a very, very important lifeline. Without it, I'm toast. He's trying to prevent me from speaking out about it, or else, he'll end up in jail.
I understand that he's a huge provider for the family, but I should suffer in anxiety, fear, abuse, and even the potential chance of death in exchange for a roof over my head. I'm considering filing a domestic abuse report (or whatever) and informing my psychiatrist. This has gone way too far, and I'm tired of suffering because of him. I don't care if we lose all the income he provides; he should've been put behind bars a very long time ago (it's gotten to a point where my dad dislikes him as much as I do, and my mom has become apathetic about his complaints about me).
I tried sleeping last night, and I was real, real freaking cranky. My brother has a child and his GF live in the house, and every damn night they are really, really loud, and I have to sleep early. I kept reminding them many times to please, hurry up with the shower and go to sleep, as it was approaching midnight (oh, and it was Sunday, of all nights). Apparently doing this was crossing the line for my brother.
I'm so f*cking lucky to have locked the door, because he was banging on it really, really f*cking loud. I tried to tell him to stop, as he would break the door. He didn't care, and kept knocking with a force. He threatened to physically beat me and even kill me, and his behavior of knocking at the door violently meant that my life was legitimately in danger. He's 24 years old, by the way, and I'm only still 17. He has abused me enough times before, but this was special, because by this time I'd realized all the bullshit he did in the past, and how his behavior was incredibly psychopathic, and how he'll never change.
I cried all that night, because for once, someone actually made an attempt at my life. That was the first time where I felt I was in very serious trouble, and I mean really, really serious trouble. My mom arrived later that night, and she tried to talk to me, but I wouldn't say anything. My sister arrived too late that night to even understand what the hell happened.
There have been a number of red flags; my brother threatened me earlier that week because my dad ranted about his past as an abuser (I told my dad about what had happened in the past), and I feel that my dad knowing was going to put him in serious, serious trouble. Last night he threatened to take and destroy my laptop; take note, my laptop is essentially a very, very important lifeline. Without it, I'm toast. He's trying to prevent me from speaking out about it, or else, he'll end up in jail.
I understand that he's a huge provider for the family, but I should suffer in anxiety, fear, abuse, and even the potential chance of death in exchange for a roof over my head. I'm considering filing a domestic abuse report (or whatever) and informing my psychiatrist. This has gone way too far, and I'm tired of suffering because of him. I don't care if we lose all the income he provides; he should've been put behind bars a very long time ago (it's gotten to a point where my dad dislikes him as much as I do, and my mom has become apathetic about his complaints about me).
