Twas the night before Chatmas

my fucking brother pisses me off so much.. He doesn't listen to anyone, he goes to school probably once every two weeks.. my moms had countless meetings with his teachers, he doesnt get into trouble he just doesnt do anything but sit in his room on his computer all day and sleep..

Every morning i wake up to my mom screaming and begging him to just go to school, i don't get what the fuck his problem is, he even had a doctors apointment today he's known about for weeks, and he was fine with it, then the second it came to leave he refused to go and my mom can't do shit about it, she tries to punish him by taking away his things but he always get them back by the end of the day.. he has no strict rules.. when i was growing up at least our dad was here, i always grew up with strict rules.. but not him..

I get angry quick, and i had it up to here with him being a little bitch, so i picked him up and litterally tossed him outside.. but by that time my mom already left (she had an apoitement too, for more serious things) so she couldnt wait around for him to stop being a little faggot, because he's stubborn as hell.. so he ran back up to his room, so i followed him up and tossed him around a little, and i get so pissed that i need to hit something, but he's like 5 years younger than me and he's pretty much like a little girl, so obviously i cant hit him.. unfortunutly i act without thinking, and turned my anger on his wall.. I think i broke a nuckle, and i start work in 2 hours... fuck me.. fuck him.. just fuck everything lol

 

sorry this happened ortus

this sounds more like something that should go in the all in the family forum though

i'm all for these type of posts, but I think an sl chat thread is more about shooting the shit

 

Ah yea thats true, i don't really post much anywhere else but here though, it's where i come to rant lol..

 

Hey man no offense but its his life you know what i mean

 

I didn't know you had a brother...

 

Well of course it's his life... But he also just turned 13, he's in grade 8.. That's so young, he doesn't have the right to choose to go to school or not.. his job is to go to school. His actions effect others, the countless times he's made my mom cry over this, her being afraid somebody from school will call social services because this kid thinks its fine to never go, my dad threatening to take him away to live with him, and my dad can't afford that, he'd have to start work later and drive him to school then leave work early to pick him up, my brothers causing so many issues just because he's a lazy fuck

I'm a major douche towards him only because i care, we used to be really close and honestly did everything together because we lived so far away from anyone and it was so much of a hassle to hang out with friends outside of school.. so we just hung out with eachother, but nowadays we barely talk, and he thinks it's fine to do whatever he wants.. but he doesn't know shit, and he's going to fail grade 8 now.. and have to do it again, and if he doesnt change then what? Drop out at grade 8? That'd make an awesome life for him i'm sure..

 

ah, the fledgling teenager. they have a vicious bite. they lash out as they spread their wings, beak and claw.

i have some bad news for you though. you have to get your anger in check. be cool, be collected. dont let anyone get under your skin like that, and then to injure yourself! worry about you first, let all the other fuckers fall if they cant hold themselves up. support your mom, help here out because you see how hard she has it. ignore him. if he wont participate in the family he doesnt get the benefits. obviously proper discipline has to pe handed down by your mom, but talk to her about it, make a plan. you are an adult, and a role model. say he walks into the kitchen, you and your mom are eating. no plate is made for him. "oh, well i guess you can make YOURSELF a sandwich." if he cant be BOTHERED to go to school, the doctor, etc, then you cant be BOTHERED to do his laundry, or cook for him, or pay for his internet connection.
thats how i would address it if it were my kid, but mine is 6. i have a couple of years before i need to worry.

 

i dropped out grade 6, returned to grade 9, dropped out again to join the military.. who gave me my high school edjumacation..

 

u wot m8

 

Just the amount of disrespect he has pisses me off, he tells our parents to shut up all the time, and if they make him do anything, anything at all.. simple things every kid should do.. like go to school.. or get out of bed before 3pm.. or get off the computer and go outside once in a while.. or even take a damn shower, he'll refuse and cry and put up a huge fit and throw tantroms and call them names and tell him he hates them and all that stuff... Like what the fuck? He needs to do what he's told.. I don't get where he gets it from, i was never like this... It all changed, he used to be a straight A student all throughout school, and i was the fuckup one flunking everything and skipping.. but at least i knew better, i knew when i had to buckle done and get shit done, and at least i graduaded.. If he keeps this up he wont, and frankly i hope he fails, it'll teach him a lesson

 

thats good advice motherslove but he's so insanely stubborn he'd just rot away in his room if he had to... He's manipulative too, and my parents are push overs when it comes to him... They'll get mad and fight and punish him one second, but within an hour or two all is good and he promises to never do it again and they\re all happy.. then the next morning it'll all start over again!

They're waay to easy on him... I've told them that many times, and usually i'm the one to punish him in some way, but my dads gotten mad at me before telling me to leave him alone or stay out of it because its 'none of my business'... but im the only one trying to do anything, they dont.. they cant..

I dont even get it, because when i was young they were sooo strict.. i remember my dad walking into my room and snapping all of my CDs in half and then taking me on a week long camping trip in the middle of nowhere to discuss my atitdute once because he didn't like the MUSIC i was listening to....!?!... And i was my brothers age back then! 12-13... But i always went to school, alwaus did my homework, went to bed on time, etc... Now this kid is the same age as i was then, and they dont do anything! Why did i have to go through all that and not him?

 

i remember my dad thought hed be funny cutting my compound bow, and the cam smacked him right in the face.. hahaha

 

he needs serious guidelines. has he been talked to at his level? try asking him where he thinks his life is going, where does his current path lead? he will learn better if he comes to his own answers. he has to either graduate, or get his GED. the internet is a wealth of knowledge, frankly i believe school will become obsolete, but it isnt yet. it is still a necessary evil. maybe he firmly believes the world is ending, tell him if the world ends hes off the hook, but until then, it is his job to grow into a competent adult. if he wants to be treated like an adult, he has to act like it. you make an appointment, you need to keep it. you have a job, you need to go to it. if you dont, then you no longer have a job, and you can no longer afford food, clothes, shelter. does he want to be naked, homeless, and living under a bridge?

 

Reading Stories Like These Make

Me Glad I Chose To Have Cats Rather Than Kids....

So Hows The Knuckle, Is It Swelling Up..??



Cheers Glen.

 

I've tried to talk to him, but things change so quickly.. one minute everyones pissed at him because he acts like a complete dick, but then the next minute after you got all your anger and rage out.. he acts like a normal innocent little kid thats done nothing wrong.. I don't get how he does it.

I've only ever talked to him about this when i'm angry.. and that never works out.. I'm a really chill calm guy 99% of the time.. But when i get mad, i just snap and like black out and want to beat the living shit out of him, me trying to talk to him usually turns out to be like "What the hell is wrong with you?! You're nothing but a piece of shit you faggot, you know that? Look at me when i'm talking to you! *smack across the head* don't be a little bitch, stop crying, get up and go do shit with your life and stop pissing everyone off, or is that all you're good at?" etc... I just go on and on... and the more he cries the angrier i get and i try as hard as i can to not hit him, so i end up destroying the shit around me instead.

I can't help it, i'm always really calm.. except for the very rare times i get mad, i just go ape shit and need to release all that anger and energy.. But this is very rare.. probably like only a few times a year even..


-edit, and yes it's almost about double the size of all my other knuckles.. and it's the pinky knuckle.. so it should be the smallest, not the biggest lol

 

i think i'm going to watch ted tonight. it looks so stupid but i've heard a lot of good things, and it was rated 80% by people on rotten tomatoes...

 

It's hard on both of you. Spend some time with him. Go away with him for a weekend. Spend some time with him. Camping? Let him do the talking.

 

I Was going to order Ted But Thought it looked dumb let me know how it is

 

my son is miserable lazy little disrespectful fuck also...

.i'm ready to pull his bail tomorrow morning...

best stay out of your brothers way and let him dig his own grave...some people just dont do things the smart and easy way and wont learn till there is a jail guard standing in front of them

 

you should take some advil to reduce inflammation, and keep some ice on it.

when you initiate the calm conversation, tell him up front that you want to help him, and if he cant have an adult discussion then you will get up and leave. you cant let him rile you. he might be bipolar, and hormonal changes can cause all sorts of problems.

you are in a tough spot. you want to help, but its his life. he can only BE helped if he accepts it. i have always found that understanding the "why" of something makes it easier to act on it. "why" is vital. going to school prepares you for having to work, and deal with other people in adult life. you need to learn to cook so that you can feed yourself as an adult. you have to practice, just like anything else. think through the "whys" with him, but as soon as you start feeling frustrated, walk away. try again tomorrow. the Love and Logic method of childraising (i dont know much, but some of their techniques have worked on my 6 year old) says to say things like "I love you too much to argue." and repeat it whenever they argue. remaining calm gives you the upper hand. its like the whole "im not mad, im disappointed" bit.
if your parents are rolling over, it is up to you to make a difference in his life. but you dont have the authority to punish him effectively. so dont punish, teach. cook something, ask him to stir. explain how much women LOOOOOVE a man who can cook. its how my little brother got, and still gets, all the ladies. teach him something he has an interest in, and compare it to real life. there are parallels in everything.
let peace and love pervade you. you love your little brother. you want whats best for him. you want to help him. nothing he can do or say will make him less your brother, so nothing he says or does should anger you. no matter how pissed you get, in the end, hes still your brother, and you still love him, even if you dont like him very much at the time. what a waste of all that energy being mad. especially if you dont usually get mad.

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.
"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego." He continued, "The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."