About me: male, 28, living with my brother, 25, co-proprietors of this house.
Today: I left home at 7 am, arrived at work at 9 am. Then left work at 6 pm and went to a professional training institution (communication skills, public speaking, mentoring, etc). I left the course at 9 pm. I arrived home at 10.30 pm, exhausted.
Stupid drama: My brother mentioned Girl F was speaking shit behind my back. Girl F is his coworker, who is also our cousin's girlfriend.
I hardly know the bitch. So I called our cousin and confronted him. Asked him why on earth is Girl F speaking to my brother, to spread poison about me.
(I'm being vague because it's a long story and many details, all of which happened in 2 hours, so this is a summary)
So then my brother found out that I had called and confronted our cousin.
Escalation: My brother was furious, pushed me, raised his fist, physically threatened me. He said I had just "ruined" his work. I thought he was being melodramatic. Because my personal confrontation with my COUSIN has nothing to do with my brother's job security. This reaction from him was way out of line. Way out of line to become physical, to make threats, just because of some stupid family drama.
I don't feel safe. Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of my brother. He's not a psycho, and he's a dog that barks but doesn't bite. But I feel psychologically unsafe. I wish I could kill myself. Not because I'm afraid of my brother. But because I'm physically and mentally exhausted. I'm exhausted from work. I'm stressed out. I'm exhausted from various framily dramas we had this year (unrelated to this one).
I'm fucking exhausted. I feel so beaten up by people. I feel drained. And I don't feel comfortable in my own fucking house. I'm not actively suicidal. But I have really intense thoughts right now.
Today: I left home at 7 am, arrived at work at 9 am. Then left work at 6 pm and went to a professional training institution (communication skills, public speaking, mentoring, etc). I left the course at 9 pm. I arrived home at 10.30 pm, exhausted.
Stupid drama: My brother mentioned Girl F was speaking shit behind my back. Girl F is his coworker, who is also our cousin's girlfriend.
I hardly know the bitch. So I called our cousin and confronted him. Asked him why on earth is Girl F speaking to my brother, to spread poison about me.
(I'm being vague because it's a long story and many details, all of which happened in 2 hours, so this is a summary)
So then my brother found out that I had called and confronted our cousin.
Escalation: My brother was furious, pushed me, raised his fist, physically threatened me. He said I had just "ruined" his work. I thought he was being melodramatic. Because my personal confrontation with my COUSIN has nothing to do with my brother's job security. This reaction from him was way out of line. Way out of line to become physical, to make threats, just because of some stupid family drama.
I don't feel safe. Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of my brother. He's not a psycho, and he's a dog that barks but doesn't bite. But I feel psychologically unsafe. I wish I could kill myself. Not because I'm afraid of my brother. But because I'm physically and mentally exhausted. I'm exhausted from work. I'm stressed out. I'm exhausted from various framily dramas we had this year (unrelated to this one).
I'm fucking exhausted. I feel so beaten up by people. I feel drained. And I don't feel comfortable in my own fucking house. I'm not actively suicidal. But I have really intense thoughts right now.
