People normally associate domestic violence with husband/wife/partners, but what about when its your own brother your terrified of? My Brother Bullied Me When We Were Kids.
From an early age my brother has been violent towards me, yes I know siblings fight, it’s the norm but this was different. I have scares all over my head and back from my brother, as he liked to fire darts into my back and head from the age of 6 years old, among other things.
He is a year younger than me and no I never told my mom till last week as I just thought , if I squealed he’d hurt me more. I just accepted what he did to me for all those years and kept quiet.
It got worse as we grow up, to the point me and my sister used to hide in our room with draws pushed up against our door so he couldn’t get to us, when my mom went out. My sister was two years older and stronger than me so she could, must of the time fend of his attacks on her but I couldn’t.
Yes my sister took her anger on me too at times, which she’s only just openly admitted to me 20 year later. I don’t blame my sister as I understand, it was tough for both of us, but once she moved out at 17 years old that’s when my darling brother really took it out on me.
He used to get plugs; prongs side up and smash them against my hands
He would punch me, slap me and kick me
He was also very verbally abusive
Even at school I wasn’t safe from him and his mouth and sly digs in my ribs still came, to everyone else we were a close brother and sister who hung out together. He even punched me on the bus we took to collage and the lady who drove it separated us.
after that me at the front and him at the back , the abuse carried on till I was 17 years old when I finally moved out because I’d finally had enough of him and his fists anger and stealing my things to sell.
It was only last week this all came out as my brother is pleading he was so hard done too as a child, when in reality he was the golden child and got whatever he wanted from my mom so I told her the truth.
She broke down in tears asking me why I had not said anything before and replied “If I had opened my mouth I’d of got it ten times worse for squealing to mommy that my brother had hit me”. So I kept silent.
She rang my sister who confirmed it to her and now my poor mom is heartbroken. Half of me does wish I’d keep quiet but I’m now 33 why should I keep quiet?
My brother was a monster and I hate the smug arrogant person he is.
Yes I’m still scared of him and what he can do, but I rarely have contact with him, even though for 5 years I looked after his son and my brother was good friends with my ex, so he came round a lot.
So this is my story of how domestic violence can be anyone and not just partners.
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