I told my brother to turn his video game down (it was super loud and I need to work!). He didn't say anything, and it was still loud, so I shouted it a little louder, rise and repeat until he's yelling COOL IT TEEP back at me. When my brother yells, he just gets himself more and more worked up; he gets louder, harsher, more angry/aggressive and more sure that he is the victim of some injustice. My brother has the tendency to escalate everyday situations into situations where I'm on my toes waiting for him to make the first move to start a fight. Relatively minor things can turn into a barking fit with this kid. For example, he broke the ironing board when he tried to fold it down, so my mom took $12 out of his allowance (yes, my seventeen year old brother still gets an allowance. I haven't had one since I was 13ish because I usually had cash from babysitting) to replace it. When my mom mentioned this to him he freaked. WHAT?( in his deep/King Kong is mad voice). He yelled NO in her face for about 5 minutes like she had been a bad dog or something. When I say in her face, I mean in her face, like drill sergeant in her face. He also accused her of just want[ing] to take money away from [him]. All of this went on for around 10 minutes. My mom barely reacted to showed barely any emotion the entire time, and he finally gave up and stormed off. This is how we have to deal with him. Dealing with my brother i these situations means allowing him to be verbally and physically aggressive without reacting in an angry way with him or letting him know that he's pushing your buttons. Me getting him to turn the volume down today? Dealing with him in a preventative way. It's impossible to do anything or speak with him like you would with any other person; everything has potential to set him off. A few months ago, I came upstairs around midnight to grab something to eat, and my brother was still up playing video games. We spoke briefly, but after that he hissed bitch at his video game. I personally find swearing very unpleasant, especially because I never would have gotten away with such a thing when I was his age and living at home. I told him not to swear, to which he responded with a uuuuurgh. Unwittingly, I took this opportunity to tell him how unattractive swearing was. He yelled at me to shut up. I said something along the lines of what? Don't say that to me Michael. He told me to shut up some more, I told him to go to bed, he said eff you (literally "eff you". Not "fuck you". "Eff you". Weird.) I ended up turning the TV off, he said eff you some more, I said that I was going to talk to our parents about this, he dared me to go tell them right then, I turned his Xbox off, and he got up in my face like he had with my mom, yelling at me to go tell them right then. With another person, I probably would have yelled right back and ended up getting in a fight with them if I felt that I could hold my own, but I really don't want to get in a fight of any sort with my brother in the first place. That place between the instinct to fight and defend yourself and the instinct to not hurt or fight with someone you care about is confusing and makes me shake in fear. It's difficult to bring yourself to actually defend yourself when you're confused at how you even got to the point where you need to defend yourself because the how it got to that point doesn't actually make any logical sense at all.
My brother has always had issues, but I blame the fact that the tries to make me and my family submit to his will by aggressing us on the fact the he has been taking human growth hormone for the past few years. Let me explain this one, if I can... Since my brother was a little kid he has had to take a handful of pills a day to help him with his bipolar disorder and various learning disorders (believe me, it was necessary), which in turn has been stunting his growth all of that time (he was in the lowest percentile for height for his age or something like that)... I think that it has to do with all of those chemicals messing with this thyroid. One of his (many) doctors said that he could take human growth hormone. My parents wanted him to have the opportunity to be as tall as he might have been if he hadn't had to take so many pills all of those years, and we have good insurance through my mom's school. Now he's big and tall, and I'm convinced that that is why he thinks that it's ok to yell at us however he wishes and aggress us however he sees fit. And I can see how he might think this; after I did tell my parents what how he was acting the night I mentioned before, it was decided that he would loose a night of gaming every time he swore. I haven't heard him swear once since, but that wasn't the point when I talked to them about what happened- the point was how he was acting, and how he was freaking out at me. He didn't even have to say that he was sorry or anything even though I was completely shaken for at least one whole day because this happened. Having to deal with him is just the way it is around here and it sucks. Probably means that I should move out right?
I think that this lab report is going to get finished in the morning. Good night internet people.
Oh, and I have no good reason to use this gif other than it is crazy. Here goes.
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