#Abusive sister

[randombook4idk]

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.

[mime-rodeo]

“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.

[911nmg]

Ramble

My younger sister is a bad person, full stop.

She is hypercritical, egotistical, and doesn’t respect others.

She takes her bad days on others, picks a fight about anything and everything and attacks ruthlessly when confronted by her actions.

She goes for the things she knows will hurt you the most, the things about yourself you are not proud of, are trying to change or actively hate about you.

She just yelled at me about being lazy and critical and selfish and when she realised she had hurt me as my mum stopped her she told her she could have hurt me much worse.

I do a lot for her. I drop anything at the tip of a hat if she needs help. I do last minute mending on her clothes, take her to and from the airport (making stops to pick/drop her friends along the way), lend her my stuff, and have even stopped trying to keep her from using my clothes and makeup.

The most she does for me is giving me a kiss or a hug when I fix something for her, sometimes when I ask for it because I'm feeling low, and defend me from my parents when they are being unreasonable, which I do for her as well.

But I'm the bad guy! She says I play the victim and act naive when asking for physical comfort, that I'm a bully who constantly criticises her (the only thing I criticise is the abrassive way she treats us all).

I'm done with trying to be her big sister, I'm done being bullied in my house, and I'm done with my parents not taking action.

Anyways, I needed to vent.

[one-abuse-survivor]

I'm coming on here to say that I am currently struggling and suffering with an abusive sister

Except she is the younger one.

We're only two years apart but that's still two years I am older than her. And she is verbally abusive, especially to me and our mum. But mostly me. She says horrible stuff to me and screams at me over nothing. Just half an hour ago she went off screaming at me because I forgot to bring back the heat protection hairspray from holiday, and I'm still feeling triggered, it's like my ears ring with her screams.

People talk a lot about abusive parents, and horrible older siblings who were bigger and stronger and beat you up as children. No one talks about when the abuse comes from a younger sister and that being verbal abuse. Neither of us are children too.

I still hear the screams ring my ears....

I'm really sorry you're going through this, nonnie. I agree with you: it's vital to talk about abuse that comes from people who seem like they shouldn't easily have power over you, like people who are younger than you. And we don't do it enough, as a society.

Your abuse is real and it matters. Your trauma is real and it matters. Power dynamics are complex and based on an infinity of factors, and the fact your sister is younger than you doesn't mean you have it any easier or better than other abuse victims.

And verbal abuse is just as horrible as every other kind of abuse. No one deserves to go through what your sister is putting you through, and you deserve to get very far away from her if you have the ability to do so.

Sending all my support your (and your mum's) way ❤️

[xiewho]

complaining about high elves and sharing inside job gossip. the sisters ever actually

[2000sbigbr0]

Having a mean older brother that forces you to watch scary movies because seeing your scared face makes him hard >>>>>

[adamsrcnan]

neil telling andrew he wants to be the type of person that would go back for him after spending his life only looking out for himself and not knowing that in another life if he ended up in the nest he'd be the one person that never leaves jean

[demaparbat-hp]

Regarding the Cherry Wine Incident.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Full Baby Back Guarantee Not Included (dp x dc)

“Look, lady. It was a joke, ok? I don’t actually want your newborn baby,” Danny said as he held up his hands trying to back away from the woman with a bundle of blankets in her arms.

“We made a deal, you can’t back out now,”  The woman said as she narrowed her eyes at him. “Your kind can’t break their words.”

“My kind?” Danny exclaimed incredulously, because what the hell was she on. “Lady, you are delusional.”

Then his eyes caught on the awkward way the woman was holding onto the bundle and he frowned.

“Wait a second.” The halfa’s eyes went big. “Is that even your kid?!” his voice turning into a shriek at the end. “Did you kidnap some random child?”

“It’s my sister’s,” the woman cut him off coldly. “She and the father are both dead.” That was pretty awful, Danny thought as he winced. But then she turned to look blankly at him.

“Nobody will look for her.”

Dear skies above, he was supposed to be the ghost here, why was he the one getting chills.

“Holy fuck,” the halfa let out softly. 

He had to get that baby away from that psychopath.

“What is it you want again?” Danny asked faintly.

“Make me the new chief operating officer,” the woman answered.

“What?” The halfa choked out.

“They’re giving the position to Shwartz this monday. You need to make sure that doesn’t happen,” she continued evenly as if she wasn’t currently selling a baby in exchange for a fucking promotion.

“Yeah sure, deal,” Danny answered, eager to get away from her as soon as possible. 

“Give me your word,” she insisted.

“I give my word, I swear,” the halfa said. “Gimme the kid and you’ll get your job.”

The woman looked at him for a second before seemingly being satisfied. 

She extended the bundle of blankets towards him and handed him the swaddle baby. As soon as the kid was in his arms, Danny zipped away, fully intent on never seeing the woman again. He sure as hell was not getting her that promotion. Not that he would’ve been able to, what the hell, lady? At least research better before making a deal for your sister's baby!

Though in retrospect, it was a good thing she hadn't.

As Danny flew over a few buildings, he thanked the ancients the woman hadn’t had any ghost restraining tech, and only the summoning ritual. Which was a thing he had not been aware existed but he he would have to circle back to that because, right now, he had a whole ass baby nestled in his arms.

What the hell was his life.

Danny slowed down the flight once he felt he had put enough distance between them and the psycho and landed on a nice patch of green next to a road. He looked around and took notice that they’d gotten out of whatever that city had been, or at least the more populated part. He gave a quick look for people or cameras around before de-transforming. If he was spotted with a baby in his arms, his human look would help his chance of not getting shot.

The halfa started walking away from the road and towards the green vegetation. Still walking, he took a deep breath before looking down at the baby.

“You ok, kid?” Danny asked softly as their small (so so tiny!) face twitched in their sleep. “Oh you’re sleepy, huh?” he murmured gently. “Sleep tight sweetheart, I’ve got you.”

Then he secured the blankets around the baby again, making sure none of the wind was reaching her. It was probably a her? The blankets were pink but he couldn’t know for sure since the psycho had only called her an it. Danny felt his lips curl. And as the night replayed in his mind, he felt the weight of the situation settle down on him.

Ancients what was he going to do?

He couldn’t pull up in Amity with a baby in his arms and no explanation of how he got her. He’d be arrested for kidnapping, which was technically absolutely what he was doing. But then again he couldn't just give that baby back to her aunt.

“What are you doing here?” came a voice from ahead of him.

Danny startled out of his thoughts to find himself facing an older man in a suit with a severe look on his face. The halfa instinctively brought the baby closer to his chest and the movement drew the older man’s eyes towards it.

Danny could see the realization of what it was he was holding settle and the man's face softened. He sighed deeply as his gaze went back up to meet the halfa’s.

“Despite what the media fancy printing, Wayne manor is not actually an orphanage.”

Danny had no idea what he was talking about so he just stayed silent and did his best not to look like someone who kidnapped babies.

The older man took the silence in stride. “If you need some help, there are programs to help young people in your situation,” he continued delicately.

Danny frowned as he tried to figure out what the guy meant by that before his eyes grew wide. “I’m not her dad!” He cried.

“I see,” the man said evenly as he looked back down at the bundle. Danny held her closer in response. “I see,” the guy repeated with a slight change in his voice.

The two held each other’s gaze for a moment before the older man sighed again. 

“Shall we continue this inside? It is getting windy and we wouldn’t want the little one to suffer, would we?” The man offered in a soothing tone.

Danny hesitated but one look at the kid’s face that had grown pink from the cold decided him.

“Ok,” Danny said. “Lead the way.”

And with that the three of them started  across the grassy lawn.

[littlehermione]

You’re so filthy, I bet you’re a secret !nc3st slut. That’s it, huh? You want your mommy and daddy to use you? Wanna be knocked up with your own siblings and turned into the family fucktoy? You’d be the best free use entertainment at family reunions, getting off to your uncles and grandparents and little cousins all using you for their pleasure. Isn’t that right, slut?

I'd love to be the family fuck toy and be abused by those closest to me up from a young age. Just growing up to please and fullfil all of their filthy desires. Having no say at all. Being teased and used and forced to do nasty things like it's the most normal thing to do.

Daddy needs a to relieve some stress after a long day of work? Please use me, I don't want you to be stressed. Mommy is jealous that one of her friends has a younger gf? I'll eat out your pussy, nothing tastes sweeter. Your little girl loves your pussy and big boobs, you don't need to feel jealous or less pretty. Grandpa is bored and wants to try something new? Oh, of course I'll entertain you by rubbing my wet cunt in front of the family dog and see how he likes it. Grandma doesn't want to get up to pee? Have your little granddaughter drink it, I'll be a good girl and thank you for it. Big bro is frustrated that his gf cheated on him? No problem, let's just make a sex tape of you brutally fucking all my holes and cumming on my face, that'll give her payback. Cousin wants to have his first time? You can choose if you want my pussy or ass first. Uncle wants kids so badly, but can't find a suitable wife? Just keep cumming in my unprotected cunt every day.

It's my duty to serve my family ☺️🤤 Just kept horny and abused every day by everyone close to me 😵‍💫

[corn-cardigan]

please yap about enki’s sister I beg of you. she’s so cool and so are you

AW thank you!! 🫶

and thanks for letting me indulge in talking about these two!! here's how I see it:

I really like the idea that the ritual fight that was mentioned in Enki's intro wasn't the only time he had to face off against his sister. It was always like that for him and Ninmah. The priests that took them in saw their potential and wanted to know who the superior sibling was.

My headcanon is that not only was Enki physically weaker than her, but emotionally frail as well. That no matter what, he'd always be a close second to his "better" twin. Ninmah was exceptional and obedient. Enki was completely pathetic next to her.

I like to think when they were super young, they did care for each other. But under harsh, abusive conditions from the priests, it further drove a wedge between them. And Enki's frailty warped into his distinct bitterness as to no longer appear as weak - as to compete on the same level as Ninmah.

The ritual fight was an inevitability. A scheme to see who truly was strong enough to live. So when Ninmah spared Enki, it was sort of her way of communicating that she still cared about her brother. Even if they were pitted against one another, even if she seemed unfeeling and unbothered, she still loved him as much as a young (definitely traumatized) girl could in that situation.

So when Enki's given the choice to either accept her mercy or literally backstab her, both are completely plausible. Like yeah he also possibly still loves her. That's his sister and she was always there for him. But on the other hand, after years of cruel reprimanding, he finally had the perfect opportunity to prove his superiority.

Either way, it doesn't end happily at all. If Enki kills Ninmah and raises her as a ghoul, I'm going to assume she won't be completely herself. She's basically dead. The other route is also tragic. Enki accepts defeat and gets chucked into a well. And at the bottom, his resentment festers. Not only towards his whole diocese but also directed at Ninmah. Because if she did truly love him, why did she not rescue him? (In truth, she would've also been doubly punished, let's be real.)

Assuming they're both alive, I'm entirely convinced that they haven't spoken to each other in over a decade. Enki's probably got a LOT of indignation for his old order and, by extension, Ninmah. And Ninmah acknowledges that he's moved on. Maybe it's best they never see each other.

No wonder Enki is such a big hater. He was one of the few people born into this world with someone and yet he still ended up abandoned and alone. :,)

anywayzz that was very rambly and very sad. but did you know bc enki is green and ninmah’s red this means theyre mario and luigi coded

[snowflakesincalifornia]

@dolorianpolymath’s tags, not mine, give them credit

The interesting thing about sibling abuse I think is that people slot it very neatly as like, a subsection under parental abuse, and that happens for a lot of reasons, including that sibling abuse is often ABOUT the emulation of dysfunctional parent-child dynamics(!), but where a person might think that that is the open-shut story of sibling abuse, ie it is just about the parents, I think that conflation is disingenuous and also just like, wrong. When we begin to consider forms of abuse- and that’s when we consider them at all, lol- as part of, or a subsection of, some other kind of abuse, it allows for an ultimate sort of abuse, the dynamic that is the ‘endpoint of’ and also most heinous form of abuse, as opposed to all abuses filtering out of similar large-scale societal structures that allow for and work for abuse to fester

[one-abuse-survivor]

hi ! it’s the anon with the abusive sister, and i bring good news !! i really wanted to share it cause no one irl knows what my sister did to me, and i feel like i’ve made a huge step in getting better !

(first tho, thank you so much for the resources/advice about healthy coping skills !! i’ve bought a stuffed toy of a rabbit and a dog that i now sit with whenever i miss them/get triggered/generally need comfort. we’re thinking of adopting a dog next year when my dad is ready, so i’m looking forward to that ! i’m still a bit scared because i’m so used to dealing with an elderly dog—my dog was 14 when she died—and i don’t want to accidentally hurt a puppy (even tho i know i wont because i’m fine with other people’s pups). but i’m still excited !)

okey, good news time ! (sorry that this got so long ! i just had a lot to share and no one to share it with, so i hope you don’t mind)

one - i cut off my grandmother. she told my sister that the rabbit had died and used it as to excuse why we weren’t talking to her, and then she implied that the reason why my sister did what she did was because i was born and took attention away from her. the only way i could interpret that was ‘it’s all your fault and you shouldn’t have been born’ so i cut her off (though my main reason was secretly about the rabbit, because she had no right to do that and grieving made me 10x angrier). i haven’t spoken to her since january and it’s wonderful, but she did message me on her birthday to thank me for the card i wrote (my parents forced me to send it to save my mother from getting hateful texts) but my mother typed out a response for me because i was too anxious. since then, my mum cut her off too so things have been better. i have wobbled a few times thinking that i’m overreacting or being unfair, but it’s like, she’s abusive, she let my sister abuse us, and is generally just unpleasant to be around. why would i want to be around someone who implied that i deserved to be abused because i dared to be born?

two - my parents finally realised that i’m not exaggerating about my memories. they’re a bit upset, but it finally clicked that i really don’t remember much. they’re also taking my nightmares more seriously (not that they weren’t already) and that side of the family is very rarely talked about. it’s nice that it’s open in the household now, since they already knew about my anxiety but this is like a step up. (they also FINALLY listened to me about me possibly having adhd, but only because my mum might have it, but whatever). 

three - not fully abuse-related, but still kinda good. i have been saved from a possible relationship with a cheater and enforced one of my relationship boundaries ! there’s a guy i’ve been talking to for a few months (since around april?) and i thought that i might end up in a relationship with him. he was very flirty and honestly a bit of a smooth talker, and i embarrassingly fell for him because of that, yet he’s had a partner the entire time. i only found this out two days ago when he told me that she had blocked him and he didn’t know what to do. thankfully school starts up again in september, and because i’m in my final year before i go to uni, i have to practically get rid of my social life in order to study so i don’t have to talk to him. i don’t wanna talk to him about it, even though i should, because now my trust in him is gone and i won’t be able to have a friendship with him either. cheating is something my abuser did frequently to her partners and something she gaslight me over, saying stuff like ‘oh i never cheated you’re wrong why do you hate me etc’ even when we had proof in the form of a baby, so i have a very strict policy to not date cheaters/get caught up in an affair of any kind. i might be overreacting, but literally the day before i found about his partner he sent me a post on instagram that said ‘i love you <3’ and he’s frequently said it before, as well as stuff like ‘you’re so cute’ and ‘you’re so sweet’ with a bunch of other compliments i actually feel sick reading. i know it can be meant platonically, but he knows i use tone tags and some of the stuff he’s said before had a nigh-on sexual tone to it so i struggle to view it as platonic. but whatever ! it was my bad for not seeing the red flags, but i’ve seen them now, and i’m doing what is best for me.

it’s my abuser’s birthday in a few weeks, so i’m gonna take extra care of myself around that time just in case she tries to get back in contact, but i know the day is uncomfortable for me anyway so i have some plans in place for comfort and distraction.

i can do this ! i’m going to recover from what happened and deal with my mental health no matter what happens !

Hi again! I'm really sorry it took so long to reply ❤️

That's amazing that buying stuffed animals helped you! I'm really glad to have been able to help with my advice. And it's so exciting that you're going to have a puppy! I'm sure you'll be amazing with it! :3

I'm so glad to hear you cut out your grandmother, nonnie. She was abusive, and a abuse apologist and enabler, and you absolutely did the right thing. It's completely normal to doubt yourself and wonder if you're exaggerating after cutting out someone who was so hurtful to you, but the best thing you can do when you feel that way is just to keep going, because time really gives you the clarity that you need. And it can also help to (carefully) remind yourself of some of the stuff she did and said if you're worrying about exaggerating.

I'm really happy for you that your parents have also cut out your grandma and are taking your issues more seriously now, and are willing to have conversations about them with you. You deserve all their support while you navigate your nightmares and memory issues and possible adhd. I hope things have improved a little now that you've been able to talk about these issues openly and honestly ❤️

And woah, you really dodged a bullet with that guy! Ugh, what a crappy situation to be in. Good for you for cutting contact with him after seeing the red flags! I really get you about cheating—my own abuser dated a married man for years behind his wife's back and made it my responsibility to keep it a secret, so I absolutely, 100% get your reaction. And, for the record, you were not exaggerating.

And, lastly, that's so amazing that you planned ahead for your sister's birthday and prioritised taking care of yourself during that time of the year. You ought to be really proud of yourself for that. I'm proud of you! It's not easy to be gentle with oneself during trauma anniversaries and other difficult trauma times of the year. Go you ❤️

Best of luck with your last year of school! You've got this! 💪🏼

[2000sbigbr0]

What I say:

hey little dude, wanna come hang out? :)

What I mean:

I am going to molest you in the basement :)

[pynkhues]

There's something to the picture that all this season and the release of the first three seasons' scripts have painted of Logan and Caroline's divorce not as one of maternal abandonment, but one of maternal dislocation and suffocating abuse that's ruining me right now.

The way Caroline tried to take her children and flee in the dead of the night to Morocco, the way Logan took meetings with every worth-its-salt law firm in the city to cut off Caroline's access to them, wielding the legal system like an axe to an umbilical cord, the way Caroline's one recourse was to try and keep their position in the company, to keep them with something even if she gave it away later as they rejected her in adulthood. The way she stayed for their adolescence in New York even as Logan froze her out, the way she had to bargain for Christmas even in their adulthood, the way she sat in the pews with the rest of the women Logan loved and hurt and discarded while her children cried, with no tools or ability to comfort them, the way she sat as her son wrote her out of her own motherhood as he gave their father sole credit in creating them, stood opposite her daughter as she told her she wouldn't see it, i'm just gonna do it the family way like it was on Caroline and not their father, that she never got to see them.

Something about the way it feels like Logan trained them how to bark at her scent, to make sure she stayed away from the door.

[maniccherrygirl]