#Toughlove #Anxiety #Sadness #Children
I felt bad for calling my brother an asshole, but I said it because he told me that hitting kids makes them stronger and more disciplined. That kind of thinking is really concerning, and honestly, I’m embarrassed that he thinks that way.
I told him that if he ever did that to his child, I’d be the first to report him.
Instead of realizing he was wrong, he turned it around and made it seem like I was the bad one—rude and unstable—just because I called him an asshole. I apologized for that, but I don’t think he’d ever consider getting help for thinking that way about kids.
I asked him why he thinks that way, but he didn’t respond. Every time I tried to talk about the issue, he twisted the conversation back to what I said about him. I told him that his views were very concerning, but he didn’t reply to me, just kept twisting things.
He even threatened to cut all ties with me, even though I’m his sister, which made me incredibly sad. I’ve always been there for him, I’ve helped him a lot, and now, because of one single mistake, he’s willing to cut me out of his life. It’s heartbreaking.
I have anxiety and panic disorder, and unfortunately, some people use that against me. They dismiss my words, bury them in the deepest corner of their minds, and strip them of any value—because to them, anything said by someone with a mental health issue doesn’t count. It’s sad to see that kind of ignorance, knowing they use this information to undermine what I say instead of actually listening.
I apologized to him, and I told him that no matter how mad he is at me, I’ll always be by his side and he can count on me.
He’s still mad, and I still feel bad. I know I was rude, but it’s sad and disappointing that he won’t admit he was wrong too.