
Grog
Be good to yourself.
- Jun 3, 2025
- 60
My brother has a history of having a short temper and being very irrational and violent. He is bipolar. Yesterday, he was tormenting my mom through text messages saying how he wants to CTB and that it's all her and my dad's fault. I know that my parents are heavily flawed, but I would say my brother is even more-so. And so he comes home and starts holding a knife to his wrist, acting manic, and waving it around while he's talking with his hands while shouting in a manic state. It was super scary. I was afraid that if he got angry enough, that he might hurt me or my mom. All the while this is happening, my dad just sits in his room and doesn't intervene one bit because he's a coward; my brother has a deadly weapon in a room alone with my mom and he doesn't even step in. I stepped in though.
I talked him into putting the knife down, but then he kept picking it back up. Screaming at the top of his lungs too. Eventually, he rushes towards me and headbutts me and gets in my face. I threatened to call the cops because he was being out of control. He then squares up to my mom, puffs out his chest, and says "well mom didn't see a thing, did you mom?" Mind you, my mom can barely walk; let alone defend herself. I told him to get away from her because I'm definitely calling if he doesn't step back. He knows that if I call the cops and they take him away, he will most likely have to stay in jail this time, on account of the fact that he has a previous mark on his record for another domestic violence offense for hitting me and breaking my pinky while I blocked his onslaught. He's also a very strong and trained MMA fighter -- he is extremely dangerous. I ended up not calling them though, even though I should have. Part of me doesn't want to mess up his life -- he has a ten year old boy. Although, my brother is an absolute deadbeat for a father... I feel bad for my nephew.
I stayed at a friend's house last night after all that commotion. Came back today and I immediately hear him yelling about me. I just ignored it and went to another room. Finally made it to my bedroom downstairs after he went to his upstairs. I wish my parents would kick him out, but they are afraid of him. I can't easily move out right now because I am disabled and the SSA doesn't pay me barely anything. I guess I'm going to try to sign up for a HUD voucher for Project 8 housing, because it seems to be my only option. But, there's a waitlist, so who knows how long until that pans out. Even if I do get a Project 8 house, I'm still going to be struggling financially. I don't know what to do right now. I don't feel safe.
I know I'm probably just saying this because I'm caught up in this chaos, but I don't know if I feel like CTB anymore. Right now, I feel like I want to live and do way better than my miserable piece of shit brother, purely out of fucking spite; just to show him how much better my life could be than his -- so I can rub it in his shit-eating face.
I talked him into putting the knife down, but then he kept picking it back up. Screaming at the top of his lungs too. Eventually, he rushes towards me and headbutts me and gets in my face. I threatened to call the cops because he was being out of control. He then squares up to my mom, puffs out his chest, and says "well mom didn't see a thing, did you mom?" Mind you, my mom can barely walk; let alone defend herself. I told him to get away from her because I'm definitely calling if he doesn't step back. He knows that if I call the cops and they take him away, he will most likely have to stay in jail this time, on account of the fact that he has a previous mark on his record for another domestic violence offense for hitting me and breaking my pinky while I blocked his onslaught. He's also a very strong and trained MMA fighter -- he is extremely dangerous. I ended up not calling them though, even though I should have. Part of me doesn't want to mess up his life -- he has a ten year old boy. Although, my brother is an absolute deadbeat for a father... I feel bad for my nephew.
I stayed at a friend's house last night after all that commotion. Came back today and I immediately hear him yelling about me. I just ignored it and went to another room. Finally made it to my bedroom downstairs after he went to his upstairs. I wish my parents would kick him out, but they are afraid of him. I can't easily move out right now because I am disabled and the SSA doesn't pay me barely anything. I guess I'm going to try to sign up for a HUD voucher for Project 8 housing, because it seems to be my only option. But, there's a waitlist, so who knows how long until that pans out. Even if I do get a Project 8 house, I'm still going to be struggling financially. I don't know what to do right now. I don't feel safe.
I know I'm probably just saying this because I'm caught up in this chaos, but I don't know if I feel like CTB anymore. Right now, I feel like I want to live and do way better than my miserable piece of shit brother, purely out of fucking spite; just to show him how much better my life could be than his -- so I can rub it in his shit-eating face.