I feel so tightly wound. I want permission to stop calling him my brother because the moment he tried to hurt my mom and dad and brother and me is the day she stopped being welcome here. It’s not his fault, but I need it to be. He’s Autistic and it’s not his fault, but he’s never called me sister and never looked at me like he knows me.

I hate him, and he needs to leave. I hate him, and I need to leave.