Venting My brother went through my phone

[PaperCrane]

Okay so I recently started going to therapy because my brother found my diary noting depression for the past 4 years and read through the entire thing. I genuinely hate going there, my therapist, when she talks, acts like she's accusing me of something that I personally don't agree with. But yeah, I go to therapy, and it sucks, but I'm still going because of him. Even before the whole diary thing I always saw him as the one person there for me and the diary thing kind of messed me up. Like I thought that was like personal?? But honestly there were a lot of other factors leading into that so I try not to blame him as much.

But literally today in the middle of the night I was just laying in bed because I couldn't sleep and I lost my phone. I guess it looked like I was asleep because he came in and started looking through my drawers and I just kept pretending to sleep. Like what the fuck you know? After he left I checked if anything was taken but there was nothing so I went back to looking for my phone and it literally wasn't anywhere. He comes in again and is like bro what are you doing and I'm stressing out because my phone is just gone. But he's being weird and pushy about me going back to sleep so I say I'm going to the bathroom and I come back and guess what man, my phones on the side of my bed.

So I do a screen-time check to figure out what the hell he was doing on my phone and he checked my google drive, my self harm sobriety app, and my notes. And I'm just like okay fuck it and I go to him and I'm like hey do you want to talk about why you took my phone? And he starts going on about how yesterday I wasn't eating anything (What the fuck is he talking about??? I definitely ate all 3 meals) so he was afraid I started self harming again. See, I understand all that, of course he has a right to heavily concerned if he's afraid I'm cutting myself. But I'm literally going to therapy I hate for him, isn't that enough to show that I'll cooperate? Taking my phone is an insane breach of privacy and there's like personal stuff on there--not like suicidal, but personal. And so apparently he checked my drawers to find a blade to see if I actually cut myself today. I'm pissed as fuck at him, I'm just not ready to act like I trust him. How many times has he gone through my phone at this point? Did he go through my laptop? Did he find this account? It's so fucking annoying to know that the one person I trusted was also keeping secrets the whole time.

 

[Gild-Holm-’Ur]

Can you talk to him about needing some personal space? Yeah, he's doing it because he cares about you, but you have to have your own space.

 

[ShiroNoKitsune]

Okay so I recently started going to therapy because my brother found my diary noting depression for the past 4 years and read through the entire thing. I genuinely hate going there, my therapist, when she talks, acts like she's accusing me of something that I personally don't agree with. But yeah, I go to therapy, and it sucks, but I'm still going because of him. Even before the whole diary thing I always saw him as the one person there for me and the diary thing kind of messed me up. Like I thought that was like personal?? But honestly there were a lot of other factors leading into that so I try not to blame him as much.

But literally today in the middle of the night I was just laying in bed because I couldn't sleep and I lost my phone. I guess it looked like I was asleep because he came in and started looking through my drawers and I just kept pretending to sleep. Like what the fuck you know? After he left I checked if anything was taken but there was nothing so I went back to looking for my phone and it literally wasn't anywhere. He comes in again and is like bro what are you doing and I'm stressing out because my phone is just gone. But he's being weird and pushy about me going back to sleep so I say I'm going to the bathroom and I come back and guess what man, my phones on the side of my bed.

So I do a screen-time check to figure out what the hell he was doing on my phone and he checked my google drive, my self harm sobriety app, and my notes. And I'm just like okay fuck it and I go to him and I'm like hey do you want to talk about why you took my phone? And he starts going on about how yesterday I wasn't eating anything (What the fuck is he talking about??? I definitely ate all 3 meals) so he was afraid I started self harming again. See, I understand all that, of course he has a right to heavily concerned if he's afraid I'm cutting myself. But I'm literally going to therapy I hate for him, isn't that enough to show that I'll cooperate? Taking my phone is an insane breach of privacy and there's like personal stuff on there--not like suicidal, but personal. And so apparently he checked my drawers to find a blade to see if I actually cut myself today. I'm pissed as fuck at him, I'm just not ready to act like I trust him. How many times has he gone through my phone at this point? Did he go through my laptop? Did he find this account? It's so fucking annoying to know that the one person I trusted was also keeping secrets the whole time.

Thank god I don't live with my family. That's some nightmare fuel.

Seriously, besides a breach of privacy, I'd have a sit down and just talk about like 1 how you are, despite most likely not wanting to 2. recapping how this is not okay. Misc, note but you should probably clear your webpage catch & history and change your phone password.