I may never have a home of my own, a fulfilling career, or an opportunity to leave my toxic hometown.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life since I was 8 years old. I did a great job in high school, put in lots of volunteer work in my field, then got a Bachelor's Degree from a very good college. Immediately after that I got some special certifications, then did a 4-month paid internship. Then an entire year of national volunteer service. Then I took some graduate level courses. Then I got a very high-paying job as director of a special program, but that job was seasonal.

I have been unemployed since August, trying desperately to move out of state and start working towards a future in a better place. I have been completely ignored after applying to dozens of jobs. I am completely broke and can’t even find a simple minimum-wage position.

Then there’s my slightly older brother. He never knew what he wanted to do, failed most of his college courses, changed his major and took forever to graduate, then did absolutely nothing for a few years, then worked a few odd jobs. Then he taught himself coding and immediately landed a job with a gigantic multimillionaires dollar dairy corporation. He is now married, has a beautiful house, a brand new car, tons of expensive things, eats out almost every night, and takes regular vacations with his wife to places like Canada and Southeast Asia.

He knows how successful he is and loves to boast. He’s turned into a huge prick who delights in my misery.

My Mom says it’s because “he’s older” and I just have “more growing to do.”

I’m 27 and he's 31.

I don't think my parents understand how fucked my generation is, and how lucky my brother is.

It's excruciatingly painful to deal with. Each day is harder than the last.