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I am the eldest of three children. I have a younger sister and a younger brother. Our brother is the youngest and, obviously, the only boy. He is nearly eleven years younger than I am. Being the only boy and the baby, he was far more spoiled than my sister and I were. Compounding that was the fact that when my sister and I were born our parents were poor, but my dad had worked his way up to a well paying management position by the time my brother was born. He was lavished with every expensive gift. My mother never pushed him to do anything. When I asked her once why she didn't make him read books at his own leisure she said, "well, he just doesn't enjoy reading. I'm not going to force it". Meanwhile academic excellence was expected of my sister and I.
We were also required to get part-time jobs at sixteen. No job, no extras. My brother is almost twenty, still lives at home for free and any time someone asks my mom when he will get a job she gets mad and says, "whenever he feels like. You should stop attacking his manhood by making him feel bad about not working!" Adding insult to injury - despite my dad currently being unemployed and having no steady income, my mom gives my brother some asinine amount of money every month to play with. Usually he buys his girlfriend stuff. On top of that, any time we go somewhere she slips him a twenty dollar bill. It gets ridiculous.
It has reached a point where not only has she put him on some sort of special pedestal, he has put her on one. While that's great for their relationship, he tends to cop attitude (almost an arrogance) with my sister and I. We are a very teasing sort of family, but he can't ever take a joke. My sister once made a crack about the fact that he has about a dozen flashlights. She said, "I like your flashlight hoard". His reply (in a nasty tone) was, "you'll be thanking me if you ever need a flashlight" and stormed off in a huff. When my sister and I casually brought this up to our mother she bawled us out for, "constantly berating" him and said it's no wonder he gives us attitude, because "we're too jealous of him to give him respect".
Okay, so perhaps we grew up a tad jealous of our brother. Our mother openly admitting he was her favorite just adds fuel to the fire. The fact that the stupid double standard and permissive attitude my mother placed on him has carried over into adulthood has not only made it difficult for my sister and I to have a relationship with him, but has made things tense with our mother. We've tried respectfully approaching her about it. Her response is, "get over your jealousy. Perhaps if the two of you would get a clue you'd know why he's the favorite. Try acting like him sometime and I'd never bother you either". It's just stupid that at thirty, twenty-six and almost twenty this garbage is still going on. It's getting to the point of where I'm about to implode.
What should my sister and I do? I know jealousy and bitterness are not christlike attitudes, but gosh - my mother certainly hasn't done much to foster any sort of harmony in this relationship and there's no communicating with her about it.
We were also required to get part-time jobs at sixteen. No job, no extras. My brother is almost twenty, still lives at home for free and any time someone asks my mom when he will get a job she gets mad and says, "whenever he feels like. You should stop attacking his manhood by making him feel bad about not working!" Adding insult to injury - despite my dad currently being unemployed and having no steady income, my mom gives my brother some asinine amount of money every month to play with. Usually he buys his girlfriend stuff. On top of that, any time we go somewhere she slips him a twenty dollar bill. It gets ridiculous.
It has reached a point where not only has she put him on some sort of special pedestal, he has put her on one. While that's great for their relationship, he tends to cop attitude (almost an arrogance) with my sister and I. We are a very teasing sort of family, but he can't ever take a joke. My sister once made a crack about the fact that he has about a dozen flashlights. She said, "I like your flashlight hoard". His reply (in a nasty tone) was, "you'll be thanking me if you ever need a flashlight" and stormed off in a huff. When my sister and I casually brought this up to our mother she bawled us out for, "constantly berating" him and said it's no wonder he gives us attitude, because "we're too jealous of him to give him respect".
Okay, so perhaps we grew up a tad jealous of our brother. Our mother openly admitting he was her favorite just adds fuel to the fire. The fact that the stupid double standard and permissive attitude my mother placed on him has carried over into adulthood has not only made it difficult for my sister and I to have a relationship with him, but has made things tense with our mother. We've tried respectfully approaching her about it. Her response is, "get over your jealousy. Perhaps if the two of you would get a clue you'd know why he's the favorite. Try acting like him sometime and I'd never bother you either". It's just stupid that at thirty, twenty-six and almost twenty this garbage is still going on. It's getting to the point of where I'm about to implode.
What should my sister and I do? I know jealousy and bitterness are not christlike attitudes, but gosh - my mother certainly hasn't done much to foster any sort of harmony in this relationship and there's no communicating with her about it.