u/Anitat_Garcia

My younger brother got out of prison two weeks ago after serving almost five years.He didn't go to prison for some minor offense.He and his friends stole a car near a bar; the owner tried to stop them, a fight broke out, and my brother broke his jaw. The guy had to wear a plate for several months afterward. The family likes to talk about it now as a youthful mistake, but the problem is that for me, this isn’t his first mistake.

When I was 19 and he was 17, my mom asked me to take him in for a couple of weeks after yet another fight at home. She already had a new husband by then; they were constantly bickering, and the house was a circus. At first, everything was actually fine. He even helped out with little things and cooked sometimes. I’d already started to think maybe I’d been waiting for a catch all this time for nothing.

Then money started disappearing. First small amounts, then larger sums. I couldn’t prove anything and tried to convince myself that I was just spending more than I realized. And then my laptop went missing. A couple of days later, a neighbor asked why my brother was bringing some shady characters to my place while I was away. He said he saw them carrying out a bag that was just the right size for my laptop.

When I confronted him, he hardly denied anything. He immediately started yelling that I was acting like I was better than the family because I had a job and my own apartment. Before leaving, he slammed the door so hard that there’s still a small crack near the handle.

After that, we barely spoke to each other. But I didn’t completely cut him off. While he was in prison, I visited him a couple of times and sent him money for supplies.

Now I’m 31, I’m married, we have a young child, and my wife is pregnant with our second. Yes, technically there’s a spare room, but we’re already turning it into a nursery. There’s a crib in there, boxes of stuff, and paint cans left over from the renovation.

But for some reason, my mom decided without me that my brother would live with us until he gets back on his feet. She can’t take him in herself she lives in a one room apartment with my stepdad, and they still can’t stand each other. I refused right away. At first my brother was silent, then he smirked and said, yeah, sure. You’re afraid I’ll ruin your life again.

That’s what set me off again. I don’t know why. It sounded so calm, as if he were talking about a broken plate, not all the shit that had already happened.

Now my mom says I’m acting like a person doesn’t deserve a second chance. My dad isn’t really getting involved, he just asks me not to act on impulse. My wife said straight out that she doesn’t want to bring home someone she’s afraid of.

And that’s what hurts me the most. Because part of me really feels like a traitor. And the other part remembers how, at 19, I slept with my keys under my pillow because I was afraid of who my brother would bring home at night again.

AITA?

I have an older sister, she is five years older than me and all our lives we got along well but from times to time she liked to hurt me or hint that i am helpless compared to her. As I got older I gained more self confidence but she still managed to rudely offend me sometimes. She would embarrass me in front of my friends or say something to a guy I liked. I didn't pay much attention to it and I thought that all sister s are like that and it is normal. But once someone told me that she is actually jealous of me and that I should pay closer attention to it.

Since then I started watching her. I began to realize that she was constantly posting ugly photos of me. There were a few photos I specifically told her not to post but then I found out that she was posting photos of me sleeping or looking ugly or just waking up to her close friends list on Instagram.

The final straw was when I told her I started dating a guy and she sent him my real unedited photo. It made me so angry that I just took her phone and threw it out the window.

Do you think I overreacted or did I do the right thing ?