My brother is 22 and I’m 20. He is severely autistic so I’ve been the “older brother” for my entire life. I honestly don’t even know why my parents had me when they already had a burden as big as him.
I mean they constantly forgot about me in favor of him. I remember many times where I’d have to walk home because he had a meltdown midway through the day and they needed to come get him, and they’d forget me. They rarely took the minute to just listen to me speak because they were always so preoccupied with him. I was left to my own devices far too much as a kid.
Because of him I lost any chance to be a normal person. My parents were always so busy with him that I never got the chance to do anything. If I wasted to go somewhere he works have to go with me as it was just easier for my parents to keep us together. I never got to play sports, I never had any friends because no one wanted to around my brother, I never got to just be a normal kid.
I was essentially a parent after age 10 to this perpetual child who would never be able to survive on his own. He isn’t capable of speech of more than a few small words, he gets over stimulated very easy, has daily meltdowns that result in him getting violent and dangerous to himself. He’ll never be able to live alone or just be by himself.
It was never explicitly said but I guess my parents always thought I would take care of him eventually. My dad recently passed away and now it’s just my mom and him. She can’t handle him all by herself and expects me to move home and continue school online.
I cannot do this. I cannot let this autistic a$$hole have the rest of my life. I hate him with every fiber of my being. I don’t care that he’s my brother, I don’t care if he loves me, I hate him. He took away the first 18 years of my life. I won’t let him have the next 60. I can’t give up my life for him. I wish he was dead.
I mean they constantly forgot about me in favor of him. I remember many times where I’d have to walk home because he had a meltdown midway through the day and they needed to come get him, and they’d forget me. They rarely took the minute to just listen to me speak because they were always so preoccupied with him. I was left to my own devices far too much as a kid.
Because of him I lost any chance to be a normal person. My parents were always so busy with him that I never got the chance to do anything. If I wasted to go somewhere he works have to go with me as it was just easier for my parents to keep us together. I never got to play sports, I never had any friends because no one wanted to around my brother, I never got to just be a normal kid.
I was essentially a parent after age 10 to this perpetual child who would never be able to survive on his own. He isn’t capable of speech of more than a few small words, he gets over stimulated very easy, has daily meltdowns that result in him getting violent and dangerous to himself. He’ll never be able to live alone or just be by himself.
It was never explicitly said but I guess my parents always thought I would take care of him eventually. My dad recently passed away and now it’s just my mom and him. She can’t handle him all by herself and expects me to move home and continue school online.
I cannot do this. I cannot let this autistic a$$hole have the rest of my life. I hate him with every fiber of my being. I don’t care that he’s my brother, I don’t care if he loves me, I hate him. He took away the first 18 years of my life. I won’t let him have the next 60. I can’t give up my life for him. I wish he was dead.