My own brother would turned me into his slave, and forced me to do all the things he didn't feel like doing. If I said no, I was either guilt tripped into feeling bad for him or physically threatened. Because he never insulted me out loud, in the eyes of my parents, he's done nothing wrong. But, having to live in constant fear of his wrath made me a timid, fragile person who lets anyone walk over him.

In my mind, I've grown to antagonize my brother as this subhuman beast who lives to torture me. I know it's wrong, but after he attempted to choke me out today because I told him that his constant 'jokes' (Which were him insulting our mother's cooking) weren't funny, all the hate I've accumulated over the years burst out.

My parents took his side, and I don't blame them. My outburst probably made me look insane, but the greatest thing of all is that after it was well and done, my brother said he was going to never talk to me again.

I've never been happier in my life. I know he browses Reddit, so if you're reading this, thank you for finally doing the thing I've wanted from you for the last four years.