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#sibling abuse
traumasurvivors · 29 days
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If you have been abused by a sibling, that is valid.
Some people may brush off or downplay it, perhaps saying what you went through is “just normal behaviour between siblings.”
What you went through was abuse. It was “bad enough” to “really” be abuse. Don’t let people make you feel it wasn’t.
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randombook4idk · 1 year
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people will talk about how it is important to recognize abuse and how it comes in many shapes and forms, but the second sibling abuse gets brought up, you then have to shut up, because you clearly don't have a sibling if you don't think that bullying them, making them fear you, screaming at them, putting them down, beating up them up, emotionally/physically abusing them, giving them trauma, guilt tripping them and other abusive behavior is an ok thing to do.
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traumatizedjaguar · 3 months
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they tell you to reach out for help, then people just get mad at you when you do.
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mime-rodeo · 3 months
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“siblings hurt each other but at the end of the day, they've got each others' backs—”
no stop it.
there's a difference between playfully insulting or fighting with your sibling and intentionally hurting them.
there's a difference between playing a harmless prank on your sibling and genuinely terrorizing them.
there's a difference between smacking your sibling once and actually physically abusing them.
there's a difference between calling your sibling an idiot as a joke and calling them worthless and a burden and feeding on their insecurities.
please know the difference. sibling abuse is a very real issue and it's the type of abuse that is somehow least talked about. people think that it's normal, that it's just bickering.
and yes, often times, it is just bickering. but not always. if someone tells you that their sibling is being abusive or toxic or hurtful, please believe them.
anyone can be an abuser. and anyone can be abused.
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the way sibling abuse is erased constantly and treated as "normal"... to all my fellow survivors of sibling abuse: I see you. You didn't and don't deserve this. You shouldn't have been made to feel unsafe in your own home. You shouldn't have to feel like people laugh about your abuse. You shouldn't feel like you're not allowed to talk about it. I'm sorry this happened to you.
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"i wish I had a better relationship with them from the start, it tears me up inside that our relationship is doomed and might never be fixed" and "I don't want to try and fix our relationship because they hurt me in ways i can never fully describe and I don't think I can forgive them despite their excuses" are statements that can and should coexist
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yuricin · 6 months
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families (and people in general) stop calling siblings abusing each other "sibling rivalry" challenge
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aita-blorbos · 8 months
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AITA for disinheriting my first son because he didn't have powers?
I'm the leader of a prominent noble house in a relatively hard-off kingdom. Like most of the noble families in the region, our bloodline carries a rare strain of super-powered ability which we work hard to preserve. Our kingdom is under constant threat from invasion to the north, and since my house's land occupies the border, it falls to my family to keep the invaders at bay. We have relied heavily on our family ability to protect our border for generations. For this reason, our house absolutely requires the heir to have the ability themselves so they can pass it down to their own children. I feel I must emphasize that this ability is very rare, and even a parent who has the ability might only pass it on to one of several children, while a parent without the ability is unlikely to pass it on at all.
I have two sons. My eldest (M20s) did not inherit the family ability, while his younger brother (M19) did. As per family tradition, I made my younger son the heir to my noble title. My eldest never forgave his younger brother for inheriting, and throughout their childhood, attempted to kill my younger son multiple times, doing things like abandoning him in a snow drift or leaving him in a well to drown overnight. Eventually, I disowned my eldest entirely for his behavior. However, my younger son now despises his own power, blaming his ability and the system that prioritizes abilities for his and his older brother's misery. He has become utterly apathetic about life and spends all his time fooling around with women and avoiding responsibility. Meanwhile, my (former) eldest son has gathered a group of bandits and begun terrorizing the countryside, and I know that soon my younger son and I will have to put him down. Is my younger son right? Could all this have been avoided if I had named my elder son my heir, despite his lack of power? Or was I right to consider the needs of our military defense and prioritize the continuation of our powered bloodline? Was I the AH?
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soupedepates · 2 months
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Having a fucked up sibling relationship is like. I can't trust you. Mom wants us to be closer. I will fight for you because you're the child I once loved. I am moving across the country because I can't live with you under the same roof. You look up to me because I am the eldest child, and people used to compare us and put me on a pedestal. I can't shower when you're around. I don't feel safe when you're here. I know all your friends and they come to me for advice. You try to make up for what you've done by going against my will. You want me in your world. I push you out of mine, but I keep pretending you have a place here. Mom complains to me about you, how you scare her, how she wishes you were dead, how she loves you. You're in my nightmares. I see you everywhere. I don't answer your texts. I do your homework for you. I hate you. I love you. I feel guilty not to have a perfect relationship with you. I can't let you come close again. I can't sit next to you. You hate what I am, but you will fight for me. You hate that I am gone. You always leave before I go back to my place. We never spend more than an hour together. Mom tells me you seek me when I am away. My name is your first word. I want to give your name to someone I love. You're in my therapist's notes. I want to forget you. You're my nemesis. You're my second half. I celebrate your victories. I hope you die. I will cry at your funerals.
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furiousgoldfish · 1 year
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hi :) do u have any content about sibling abuse? thank u and u and ur blog are amazing. ur a star <33
I have a bit, here's posts I made about it:
Sibling Abuse
How do you know your sibling is abusive
Abusive siblings make it hard to keep your sanity about abusive parents
Realizing siblings are on the side of abusive parents
I didn't write a whole lot about it, because my experiences are limited, but you can go thru the abusive-siblings tag to see responses to asks about it too.
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traumasurvivors · 2 years
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Sibling abuse is real. If you have trauma from sibling abuse, you are valid.
There should be no more of this “that’s just what siblings do!”
Sibling abuse is so often dismissed by parents, friends and etc. And that’s not okay.
Sibling abuse is real and valid. And your feelings as a result are valid.
And yes, this applies even if your sibling is younger than you.
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he did my mother's dirty work for her, spread lies about me and never admitted he did anything wrong. I have never known a life without someone four years older than me towering over me, getting pleasure from my pain and programming me that that's all I'm good for.
My life is just beginning.
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traumatizedjaguar · 3 months
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Do you peeps ever like start tremoring when writing about your childhood trauma?
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coexistentialism · 7 months
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I always end up glossing over how bad the sibling abuse from my brother was. It's the stuff I have the most access to, and yet even still there's still tons missing and tons I still don't have access too. But it was so fucking bad. And it always slips my mind, but it was so severe.
So many trigger warnings, uhh. Trigger warning for the following: homicidal ideation towards an abuser; brief mention of comparing an abuser to Satan; emotional abuse, specifically sibling abuse. Sexual abuse from a sibling as well. Also medical neglect?
I would scratch out his face in photographs and such. Like take a pushpin and scratch out his face. Or scribble over it. Or literally tear him out of photographs. I still have photos that have my brother torn out of them.
I hated him so much as a child that I quite literally would be like "hate is too strong of a word, only reserved for my brother because of how horrible he is."
I'd compare him to Satan and call him Satan to a point he was pissed at me one day because apparently a random kid called him Satan as a "joke", but my brother had thought that I told some random kid that my brother was Satan or whatever.
He was the definition of a school bully, but I lived with him. He was the kind of person who purposefully annoyed you. He was the kind of person on those awful "YouTube prank" channels where the "joke" is just being a fucking asshole and purposefully annoying people, upsetting them, pissing them off, but the person ""pranking"" them is just laughing because it's apparently funny to push someone's buttons.
He'd do that horrific thing where you twist someone's arm extremely painfully, like painful burning. Would do something to hurt me and when I expressed pain, would tell me "oh please, it didn't hurt" or "it didn't hurt that bad, oh my God."
At 7/8-years-old, I pushed him out of a trailer house. Like in our trailer house, there was a door that didn't have stairs leading out to the outside, and I pushed him out of it. I've pushed him down stairs too, at like 9-13-years-old, anywhere around that age.
Had homicidal thoughts towards him. Genuinely thought about how I wished I could kill him and the police would come and they'd understand why I did it because of how horrible he was. Of course that was just child wishful thinking.
There's definitely more that I'm forgetting.
Oh, I mean. The sexual abuse too lmfao. At least he didn't rape me. :/
Called me names, made fun of me. When I tried to "run away" (it wasn't running away so much as I claimed it was running away and then just walked a while away from my home and then came back after finding a stranger who called the police to take me home, but whatever), my brother (and I'm pretty sure my dad at times) would make fun of me and call me "little miss runaway."
Being so angry and upset and felt so much torment that all I could do was scream at the top of my lungs.
I remember my mom just telling me "just ignore him and he'll stop." Yeah sure.
At age, like 6 or 7, I stepped on a piece of plastic that dug into my foot and I was screaming and crying in so much pain and... My dad just thought we were fighting 🙃 So he told us to shut up until my brother had to say that hey no she (me) stepped on something and is in horrific pain.
Wasn't taken to a doctor or anything. Never really was. Don't know what happened with that or anything, but I remember the next year, my dad had to dig into my foot again, literally had to re-open the wound to see if there was still a piece of plastic in my foot and yep there was. I still have two scars from the original wound and my dad having to make a new wound to dig into.
Didn't think that that was abnormal and I still struggle to wrap my head around just how bad that sounds and just how bad that is. My therapist was completely shocked hearing about that when I first told her about it. Been told that it sounds like "a mild form of torture." And yeah I can see that. When I think about it now, the thought of somebody digging into my skin to create a wound to look if there's something inside that area, nothing to dull the pain except "here, bite down on this" or some shit, sounds horrifically excruciatingly painful, and I'm an adult. I was 7 when that happened.
As a kid, the Warrior cats book series was my special interest, and I'm fairly certain I had a Scourge introject as a child, and well. Reading all of the above, you can make obvious conclusions why (well, if you know about Scourge's story that is. TL;DR: he was abused by his siblings, was made fun of by them and bullied by them, and he ran away and then killed them when they came to him later in life seeking his help. So uh you can see why child me would've introjected him).
And I know there's even more that's dissociated away/I don't remember/don't have access to.
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dont-tell-them-i-died · 6 months
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"jeez i was just trying to be nice for once" common misconception, actually you were pretending to be nice so you can hold it over me in the future!! And I know all your moves because you've been using them on me since before i could form cognitive thoughts!! Hope that clarified things 🫶🫶🫶
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d0llyxtears · 1 year
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MY IDENTITY AND MY TRAUMA
I genuinely believe that my parents don’t understand what happened to me and how it shaped who I am now …
My own twin brother…. The one I looked up too , who was once my best friend, the closest person to me in the world……..abused me ….
Every time he did it he took another part of me , shattered another part of my very soul .
He turned my own body into a weapon against me , made me feel uncomfortable and unsafe in myself
He made me feel inhuman…. Like I was nothing but an object . He made me feel me gross and filthy… like there was something inherently wrong with my body
He broke my sense of safety and trust…. I don’t feel safe in the world anymore … he made me feel completely alone ….
He betrayed me … he utterly betrayed, used and ruined me
I built defensive walls to block out the pain and hurt of what happened to me ……
My own identity and the way I see myself now is a defense mechanism …. A way to avoid the the feelings of feeling filthy and tainted
I can’t unlink my identity from my trauma because really there was no ‘me ‘ before the trauma happened….
I honestly can’t explain all the damage he did to me ….. it’s complicated and complex
I don’t really like talking about my identity knowing that it’s linked to something so devastating……. I wish I could’ve had the chance to discover my gender identity, sexuality and alter humanity without that horrible thing ….. I wish it wasn’t just a defense mechanism… I wish I could feel safe in my biological gender and body
But unfortunately… I can’t because he decided to steal it it away from me that day ….
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