After I graduate high school I hope I never have to have contact with my younger half-siblings again. For they’re ages are 6 and 9. I don’t hate them, in fact I love them, but I can’t say I care about them all that much. They’ve hurt me in ways they can’t understand because they’re too young. My brother outed me as trans to my very un-accepting step father because he doesn’t understand. They do weird incesty s*** that freaks me the f*** out, but they don’t understand that it’s wrong. I love them, but I just can’t deal with them anymore. My younger brother has terrible outbursts that no matter how you treat him, he will treat you like s***. Sometimes I think I hate him. I just can’t wait for the day I don’t have to live under the same roof as them.