The fall out from my brother lying about his new job has been big. My parents keep arguing about whether they should kick him out. Dad is furious with him, for good reason. However mum keeps coming to his defence. She told dad that if he kicked my brother out then she would leave too. I’ll admit, that’s pretty traumatic to hear as a child (even though I’m a young adult, but I’m still their child and I love them…unlike my brother).
My brother is either oblivious to all of this or he simply doesn’t care. He doesn’t care that he has been tearing a hole through my family for his entire life, or that the hole is well and truly gaping at this point. Living with him is the type of thing that makes someone go to years of therapy.
I can’t believe he’d throw my dad’s aluminium ute canopy gift back in his face. Well, who am I kidding, I can. I just thought it would be different this time. We all did.
I often wonder what our lives would be like if my brother was just normal. I’ve always wanted a normal family – one where my brother doesn’t skip birthdays and Christmas’ just because he couldn’t be bothered. I’ve always wanted to go on family holidays together and spend time with just the two of us as we grow into young adults together. I’ve been ripped off of that.
I know I need to move on from my brother and the pain he has caused me and my family. We all deserve better. I am going to hold onto hope that one day he will want to rejoin our family and maybe even pay dad back for the ute toolbox installed in Melbourne that my dad got him.
I’m not sure how likely it is that this will happen, and even though I’m hoping for the best, I do expect the worst.