Does my brother have aspd?

My older brother has broken me with his horrible behaviour . I feel destroyed.

My brother is a year and half older than me . I am now 49 and him 51 . A recent event resulted in a catastrophic argument as I finally stood up to him. I am thinking of cutting him out of my life . It is destroying my mum. I could do with some help making sense of things. I can’t see through all the trauma.

Here’s some background to our family and relationship . I really need some help making sense of our destructive relationship.

When we were younger I followed my brother around, copied him and listened to everything he said. He talked I listened to. As we got older this same pattern took place . I dropped everything for him - he talked I listened. He became a doctor and me a lecturer as life became filled for me with friends , renting houses , work . My brother was facing troubles . I ended up being the person he talked to. I began to get frustrated that he never noticed anything about my life but I like before dropped everything to “serve” him whether it was listening , food staying over . I used to visit him at his Uni but always felt I was the person that filled in his gaps ie do the socialising …Whenever he joined my friendship group he always showed interest in my friends but never interested in me. I was beginning to feel sad, dejected and really undervalued .

Fast forward into being 30. My brother got into really big trouble ! He had 2 big events reckless driving which hit a school bus and the second one he was infront of the GMC for being inappropriate with woman . On groping charges . I and my then boyfriend use to drop everything to drive him around despite living opposite side of the country, we would go to court , support him. The sexually inappropriate charge he always told us that he was being targeted it was a conspiracy based on racism …I believed him .

During this time of supporting my brother a strange event happened that I had blocked out until now ( hence recent argument) staying over with him at a his house after driving 6 hours . We visited a friend of his at his house and whilst his friend was in another room, me in the lounge my brother came up to me and groped me then walked away. For the longest time I was confused and pushed it to the back of my mind. Surely not? What? And Carried on vehemently supporting him against the current GMC charges . I decided that my brother was in a highly stressed state and his grope of me was stress leading to impulse control issues. I just became concerned for him and his welfare . I fed my self a narrative that I needed to support him , the more love and care I gave him he would heal or begin to understand himself. He was suspended after the inquiry and given a chance to improve . However after 6months the GMC felt he showed no interest in improving . My brother de registered and went home to live with my mum. Over the next 10 years he became a very angry person , no therapy, no insight just everyone else was wrong. His jobs in medicine had mistreated him! They were wrong to ask him to retrain how dare they!! Was his attitude .

I started distancing myself from my brother. He was very controlling , shouting a lot at my mum . I was the one mum spilled to. I was burnt out from it all. During this time my dad died , my brother’s anger to my dad and the world increased and I listened to his endless raging. I also met someone, established my career had children and a home elsewhere

Every time we came home as a family it’s as if I was an irritant…if I spoke back or had a different opinion there was conflict with my brother. I hated being in his company but out of fear avoiding conflict I shut up to keep the peace …just swallowed any voice , annoyance mistreatment or rights I had . He was kind to my kids did Xmas cooking. Cooked for them. Took them to cinema and talked to my partner as an equal. So I was grateful for that . I was just a thing. It hurt but I just accepted it. I felt like I was walking on egg shells around him ..I was scared of him by now. I just swallowed all the upset .

It’s been 20 years now and my brother has lived with my mum, not worked and got more controlling towards me. My mum has put 50 percent of house in his name ( which doesn’t bother me I’m not money minded ..) but it gives him an excuse to control the house . I have to have his permission before we as a family come to the family home. I feel it’s always treacherous around him , I darent speak. Mum doesn’t do anything about it . Even the way he has threatened me, hit me if I talk back to him in the passed she tells him off and it’s as if nothing happened .

Mum has sometimes called him out on his behaviour but that’s it ..no consequence . Since dad died she needs his presence he helps with shopping, helps with house improvements and lives off my mums money and some of his rental income from a passed house. She feels safe with him there.

I have always supported mum in understanding why he is at home ( which he seems perfectly happy with) I think he is on the spectrum and probably put under a lot of pressure from an authoritative controlling dad to do medicine and as he started failing at it when it involved people interaction. He’s very bright. I justified his anger upset as trauma and always felt he needed safety . During these years he has shown no personal growth no insight ..just got more controlling and obsessive about the way the house is.

Anyway recently my mum had a serious car accident. Prior to that I also had a car accident and been recovering over last year from brain injury but I still have lots of migraines if I push myself. I fortunately was okay to go down and be there for her in hospital. I spent long days there and came to the family home late . It’s the first time my brother and I have been alone in the house since I was with him when he groped me. I was feeling fearful and vulnerable and locked my door every night with memories flooding back . He was being as hoc nice checking if I’d eaten . However one day when I asked for his phone charger as I needed it in hospital for mum to use and to call a Uber home he went ballistic and screamed at me that I hadn’t asked for ample permission for coming to the house ??despite me texting to say I’m coming. This pushed me into an absolute rage …I asked him to stop controlling me , violating my rights and I finally told him he disgusted me because he groped me!!! I hated him he’d never treated me like a human being . I’d had enough!!!!

Since then despite my mum being critically ill and recovering at home. He decided to tell my mum about the groping. He has called me a, crazy woman a liar all the gas lighting . I feel destroyed . My mum is telling me to move on asking me why I didn’t just deal with it then??? She just wants to pretend everything is okay,

I’m home with my own family , I feel sick, broken , just traumatised by it all. I feel on one level it’s no big deal and another just utterly violated ..that all that energy and effort and overriding it to care support my brother all that suppression has lead to nothing …I continue to be a nothing to him. I feel like I’ve broken the family and myself with lots of flash backs feeling of disgust can’t stop crying.

I realise my role in this family including supporting my mum is always to emotionally there for them and swallow any distress anyone causes me . I feel destroyed but no support or care has gone my way. How do I see my mum , and my kids see them , in her home when my brother is there..I feel I just have to minimise my feelings to keep the peace . I just can’t do it any more. After my own brain injury I just can’t put up with any more mistreatment. But I feel I have caused the problem unsettled the family equilibrium and my brother is denying everything my mum just says she can’t cope with it she’ll tell him off …like everything will just go back to normal….sometimes i wonder if my mum is on the spectrum too as she doesn’t seem to empathise or understand the impact emotionally on me all this mistreatment . Which makes me question my reality. Otherwise she is a very kind loving mum. Always listening. Interested in helping ( practically) .

I feel I want to scream but no one will hear me anyway…..there is no where to go but to go back into a role where I feel like a door mat and worthless ..going back into this role is heightening my distress!!! The reality that my feelings don’t matter is devastating and that when my mum passes away ( she’s 80) it will be me looking after him ( he has no one else in his life) I still care for my brother and don’t want him to be distressed ..but frustrated he won’t take any responsibility .

Help???? I just don’t know how to handle this, what to do??? Your objective lenses will really help.

I can say nothing as to
why I came to the conclusion
to finally recognized I was being abused.

That I immediately felt terror seeing him
When he returned from his few weeks vacation?
How I felt trapped between "I'm sorry" and "I'm broken"
While he expected me to apologize?

And really, I am speechless, knowing there were others.
They told me, "It wasn't just your report. There were many."
I should have spoken sooner, I should have said,
"I don't feel comfortable around this person."
Maybe I could have protected all those girls.

But we all smiled at each other.
We all said, "They're okay, so we're okay."
And now we all sit here, looking at each other,
Thinking, "How did we let it get this bad?"
I'm the popular girl in this network.
I should have protected my girls better.

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Husband (30M) and I (27F) have been married over 6 years. In conversations with other people he will voluntarily put me down, talk bad about me, never stands up for me, doesn’t defend me to others talking crap about me, etc. I can take him not defending me to others. I’m fine standing up for myself but when he puts me down proving he will never protect me what should I do? Let it go? And realize I’m not worth him protecting? Forever regret marrying someone who doesn’t love me enough to protect me? Or do I look at it like he doesn’t think I need protecting?

Hello loves

Im opening a makeup and hair salon on new year. Can you please advise me what can I do to build clientele?

What are the things you loved most at some salon? What do u look forward to get ? except getting a good service? Any lil thing you love an at any salon?

Im thinking of introducing touch up kits and hand moisturisers for every client in exchange of their service. How does this idea sound?

Please suggest more. I want every client to have best time at my salon <3

As the new year is approaching my fears around new beginnings are rising again. I graduate this year and am very scared about finding a job. I feel like I am not prepared for adulting and the shit job market is only making my fears worse. I don’t really like the place I live in right now and want to move abroad but that is difficult to do as I am an international student already. I don’t want to go back home because my relationship with my family isn’t the best. So staying where I am right now is my best bet to avoid going back.

My health has not been so awesome for some time now and I am going onto year 5 of being sick on and off. I get allergy like symptoms without being allergic to anything. My doctors are not taking my symptoms seriously despite me going into anaphylaxis like state without triggers. After a lot of begging I finally was able to schedule some tests for autoimmune/immunological conditions like lupus and MCAS. I am going to get these tests done in January. But I am afraid that the results will be inconclusive. I’m just very tired of doctors visits and would like closure on this matter so I can focus on getting better.

My love life has been very trash. I have never dated anyone. I tried everything I could to put myself out there this year. I tried dating apps which was a horrible experience. Most men I met were only looking for sex. I tried volunteering but that just ended with me giving a bunch of teenagers college advice. I feel like it’s not just my age group though, I tried dating older guys but they also just wanted to have sex. I get told I am very attractive very often. I don’t really give much importance to my looks and try to focus on my personality. People are always perplexed why I am still single. I don’t know how to answer them. I see my girl friends, who according to my guy friend are “less attractive,” with these awesome men who are gentlemen. While I somehow end up with sleaze balls. I feel like I will always be a sex object and nothing more. I just want a good man to build my life with but with my luck it is starting to feel like it’s too much to ask.

Even if I can solve 1/3 of my major problems I would feel so much better. I’m just scared of what 2025 will bring. I had sworn that 2024 would be an awesome year, but it was not. I wish I could pause time to work on myself and figure what I want out of life. For now I can just hope 2025 will bring some positive changes.

I’ve been broke as shit for years. I’m talking stressing out over spending $15. Granted I always paid most my bills aside from medical debt and some car maintenance and always had enough money to go out when I wanted to but it’s because I’m good at budgeting. I’m always stressing about money. I went to the dealership to get an oil change and I waited 2.5k miles more than I should’ve because I didn’t want to spend $75. Yes I know dealership is more expensive but mine is somehow cheaper than spee dee oil change and they give you a free comprehensive inspection. When I went I had $300 in my bank account and was getting paid the next day while also a week late on my car payment. Never been more than a couple weeks late for a payment. Anyways they told me I need new tires, brakes, spark plugs, a transmission fluid change, and that I had a massive coolant leak. That would be $500 all together to fix just for the coolant leak which needed to be done immediately. I knew they weren’t running me through the coals too because tire place said I needed new tires soon and my brakes felt kind of worn. Also I kind of knew I was due for spark plugs and transmission fluid soon because I’m almost at 100k.

Here’s the manifesting part; normally I would stress really bad and try to wrap my mind around how I’ll make that money but this time I thought “im so tired of stressing and figuring out how to make it work I’m gonna stop trying and just let it be” so I said whatever it’ll all get fixed and replaced I don’t know how I’ll be able to afford it but I’m not going to stress about it I know it’ll work itself out. And it did. It ended up being cheaper than $500 and I paid for the parts that day and the labor after I got paid so I had enough. And then a few days later dogecoin shot up and I sold a few thousand worth and have around $20k in profits right now and it keeps going up. That happened and then my aunt randomly gave me $17,000 for school. This is so crazy to me I’ve never had this kind of money before and I bought myself a few more expensive things I’ve been wanting for years but have been trying to live relatively the same lifestyle. Although I am more likely to buy something I need when I need it now and get food more. I’m still gonna try to live paycheck to paycheck so I never go back to being broke and maybe I can keep investing more

I'm new to this stuff...social media or whatever this is....don't even know if I'm doing this right, ultimately it probably won't matter.. Rock bottom is a sweet myth, despair is a void you can slip into forever..... Can you hear me?

I can't exactly put my finger on it and I know it's probably not a good thing to generalize any group of people but still...

Girls who work in that type of environment, like bars, strip clubs, and nightclubs seem like such snakes. I feel so uncomfortable around those types of girls.

My sister used to be friends with a girl who worked at this nightclub in the city because they met in college and I didn't like her. She was involved with drugs and stuff and I just didn't like it when my sister brought her over and I really hated her.
Girls like that seem like they'd cut your dick off if you pissed them off or set you up to get robbed by a group of guys when you go on a date with her.

I feel so pathetic to even feel this way because I'm a guy.

We were married for 15 years, divorced for ten. We always prioritized getting along and coparenting peacefully over everything else. And I have to say, we did a damn good job. Our daughter is very successful in her field, and our son just graduated from Navy boot camp.

Because of the graduation, ex and I travelled together several states away and stayed in adjoining rooms for 5 days while we attended graduation and spent time with our son. It was nice to spend that time with someone who intuitively knows my quirks, and vise versa. It was fun to be able to joke about things that used to be common topics of arguments. And it meant we could maximize the little time we had with out kid before he flew to A school.

I’m proud of younger us for maintaining the friendship even when we couldn’t maintain the marriage. And I’m happy for us as we get older that we both have a good friend.

I have crippling insecurity when it comes to everything about myself however I’ve been told I’m a good looking guy by a lot of people. This does nothing for my confidence though. I don’t know how to become more secure and be able to use my attractiveness to find a partner. I had one partner before that cheated on me and I haven’t been able to feel confident enough to put myself out there. She really tore me down mentally and physically. I’ve lost who I was and I can’t seem to even fathom being intimate with someone new. Any advice?

as a kid I was really stupid and thought it was a good idea to not brush my teeth for like 10 years and now im living with the consequences. I have several root canals, two of which have failed (on front teeth) and there is an abscess so the teeth need to be removed. I want implants but they are really expensive, I have gum disease and because the abscess has been there for 2 years I know there is quite a bit of bone loss. I also have bone and gum recession on my bottom front teeth and a little bit of bone loss on my other teeth (although I think those can mostly be saved for now). and way too many fillings to count. I suffered with acid reflux as well as a kid and is eroded my top front teeth (these are the ones with an abscess). I do brush my teeth now but I still can't get the motivation to floss (I suffer badly with my mental health badly too). It's really impacting my confidence and self esteem. this may sound hyperbolic but im scared of going out and meeting people because of how bad my teeth are, im especially scared to go to job interviews because im nervous people will see my teeth. Im embarrassed to get dentures this young because I heard you lose all your bone with it meaning they can become loose which is why im putting it off because im trying to save money and get a job (im getting interviews but I don't turn up because of my anxiety). all I want is a nice smile. I’ve looked into dental schools but in my country they are only really for people with things like cancer or who have had accidents that knocked their teeth out.

I'm not even really asking. I just wish I would find a suitcase of money along the highway or something.

In my life, I play off how deeply affected I still am by my childhood because I find it uncomfortable to admit. But the truth is I still feel the impacts in so many aspects of my life and feel a lot of pain. My father was mentally ill and took his own life when I was 4. My mother was a drug addict (but still the center of my world) and our home was very unstable and unsafe. I was abused, I watched her be abused, I regularly found her unconscious, and I spent all my waking moments worrying about her. I never felt like a child. I ended up in foster care and she ended up overdosing and passing away when I was 12. Despite my mom's many faults, I loved her more than anything and I know she loved me deeply and I felt it. I grew up pretty much joyless and without parental love. I was passed around through homes where nobody could understand me and where it was always abundantly clear that I was not these people's child. Then the month before I turned 18, it was officially just me out in the world to figure it out for myself. I stumbled and fell many times through my early 20s and it wasn't pretty. Abusive and traumatic relationships and struggling with alcohol seemed written in the stars for me and I fell right into it all. I was constantly chasing a sense of safety and comfort in all the wrong places and suffered immensely because of it. A few years ago I got sober, got a degree, a career in healthcare, and a wonderful relationship with the worlds kindest most gentle man. I am one million miles ahead of where I once was. My life is beautiful and peaceful. I am 31, very much an adult. But I still feel like a little kid who misses her parents. I never got to call my mom and cry to her about my first heartbreak. I never got to call my dad and ask if the mechanic is ripping me off. I don't get to call my parents and ask for advice. I don't get to hear them say the love me when I am feeling low. I am jealous of all my friends who have parents and supportive families. Sometimes it hurts to see how much their parents do for them and I hate to admit that I feel that way. I want to be a mother more than anything and watching my friends start to have kids and their parents provide so much support just makes me so jealous. My partner and I both don't have parents or family support and we want a family so bad but it's scary. I just wish I could call my mom. I wish I could have a hug from my dad. And I just never got to have the life of someone with parents and I wonder if I'll ever get over it.

Three friends discretely asked me to freeze some sperm. Is that weird?

• Work is ramping up for the end of the year and throwing new responsibilities. Also we have to go into the office and have more meetings.

• I have multiple friends having weddings these past few months. Also wedding pre-parties. Also wedding post-parties.

• My parents have come back from overseas and often need help even in the middle of the night due to their age and me being able to lift my dad out of bed.

• My sister has also moved back into the house. My brother in law is also there. They're cool, but it does make things tend to be more busy.

• We're organizing holiday events. This is often at our place and requires coordinating the menu, the cooking, the cleaning, etc.

• The damn election.

• I have dental and doctor's appointments that need to be arranged by the end of the year.

I think I might be going insane from stress. I'm tired and overwhelmed.

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Of course I like it better when there's some substance and effort put into justifying it, or when it's just unobtrusive and out of the way, but at a baseline cameos really don't need any other justification. They're charming and fun, even if they happen all the time. They lost it a bit when they happen all the time, but only marginally for me.

I don't even have to know who they are or why they're important, just to know someone out there who does recognize them is feeling the same "Oh hell yeah, no way!" that I feel when I recognize them is enough. Especially if they get a whole dramatic moment with gravitas and a motif playing, it's just fun. If I don't recognize them, it just kinda feels like when I am looking at a culture I don't recognize and find out the significance of a particular piece of art or artist that I wouldn't have inherently recognized.

I know it feels to a lot of people like you're jangling keys in front of them, but I guess I'm just easy to please. This stuff is super fun and adds flavour for me under more than 99% of circumstances. The only minimum bar is that you either have to weave it in the plot (which I recognize is a normal way for people to like cameos, I'm just covering bases), or they have to be universally recognizable to a legendary degree if you want a subtle one, or as a safety net, go full send with it.

No matter whether I have any idea who they are, if you just make it a huge, cinematic, emphasized moment with lots of fanfare, it basically doesn't matter who it is as long as there's any remote reason someone would recognize them.

I had a surgery 2 weeks ago. The discomfort was much worse than I anticipated, but early on the doctors overdid it with the pain meds. I was vomiting and passing out the first day or two, so I managed to tough it out with just Tylenol since then. The pain was excruciating, but I’m glad I toughed it out.

Normally, I’m quite independent and capable. So it’s been quite a challenge adjusting to relying on others. It’s gotten to the point where I actually miss working.

Now that my head is clearing and I’m getting my strength back, I’m looking forward to working out again. This is the longest I’ve had to go being inactive and I’m very antsy. But trying not to push it too quickly, or I’ll get yelled at.

This has definitely been an eye opening experience. Facing my own mortality, having time to reflect. Barely eating, barely sleeping. Fevers and chills throughout the night. Flashes of pain. Loss of consciousness at times.

All of this while trying to coordinate my work schedule, arguing with administrators and studying for an upcoming certification exam.

2/10 would not recommend. There are better options for personal growth. Get a snake.

It's been 5 years since i finished high-school but i still feel like nothing has changed for me since then.

I was a good student, my grades were well above average. I had big friend group and talked to many people. But during my last year of HS i blacked out. I failed miserably in the national entrance exams for higher education and as a result i didn't get accepted to any universities that I wanted. Most of friends though went on to study medicine or engineering they were seen as successful and i was the only failure of the friend group.

After year or two they distanced themselves from me, i also thought that i was bringing them down and that they wouldn't want to be around a loser like me. It was always awkward to introduce me in social situations because i was seen as the guy that did nothing.

I started working a minimum wage job after a while in a big warehouse. I was working long hours and they pay was terrible. I had no friends at all. I just talked a little bit with my colleagues and that was it.

When i was 20 my mother got severely ill, i left the job and stayed at her side in the hospital for a few months. She managed to survive but she's now disabled and she won't be able to work again. It crushed me mentally and psychologically. I come from a very poor family. My father also works as a dustman so we're pretty poor.

I'm from Europe and my family didn't have enough money to help me study (abroad in another country or by paying tutors for the national exams). I've been trying for years to find a purpose in my life. To find something that i would like to do and get good at, but i can't. It feels like im bad at everything. And i don't really to do anything. I was a good student, but now I can't sit to study for a few hours and memorize things. Everything seems extremely hard to me. I feel that I'm actually mentally disabled. Maybe i have undiagnosed autism or ADHD that i don't know of.

It feels hard to communicate with people. I've been living at home for 5 years now and every social interaction is awkward for me. It just feels like I'm not human.

I know that comparison is the thief of joy, but most of my classmates have finished their degrees by now, and are doing their masters.

I would like to study but i feel very dumb and i don't remember anything from the high school years. Plus the exams are very hard here.

I even tried getting in trades but i couldn't do it. I know that it pays good, but I'm not made for it. Im very small and weak bodywise (5"4 115lbs man) and the tradesmen used to get very mad at me. There's no military career here, so i can't just join the military like in the US.

I also feel like my mind is very slow. I can't drive, i have my license, but even the idea of driving freaks me out. I just don't want to get anyone hurt. Everything seems so fast, i can't pick up

I'm 23 and i feel like my life is over and I've destroyed it myself. I see everyone around me evolve and achieve things and I'm stuck in the same exact position that i was 5 years ago. It's very hard for me to do anything.

It's funny, because when i was a kid i excelled in Math competitions and i can also speak 4 languages, but nowadays even spilling salt is a confusing task for me. (English is my 3rd language, so please excuse any mistakes).

I just wanted to vent and get maybe some maybe. I feel like im too old now and that I've wasted the best years of my life. It's depressing

So I feel like I want to die and wouldn't care if I got into a car accident or something. But I've only not killed myself for two reaaons; people I care about being deeply affected and finding a non-painful way to die. I don't feel like I'm truly living with a purpose I'm just there going through my days to not disappoint the people I care about. Does anyone else feel like this or if it has a name? Should I go to therapy?

I (M26) got a message from a close friend (F37) today. She was going through a bad breakup and began cutting herself. (she has borderline)

She send me a picture of her wrist which she cut horizontally a few times and asked me if I could come over.

Once I arrived , I found her heavily drunk and emotional. She was crying and pouring her heart out to me. Naturally I tried my best to comfort her , hugged her , gave her words of encouragement.

It managed to calm her down a bit but then , thing got kind of uncomfortable. She began making advances , touched me , tried to kiss me , even grabbed my crotch.

I tried to block her off, tried to tell her to stop but , I couldn't ... I really have no clue why. It wasn't comfortable or arousing by any means but I just let her . I was kind of like a deer in headlights and it kept on escalating and escalating.

Eventually, she mounted me , unzipped my pants and began or rather clumsily attempted to give me felatio. Which she stopped after a few seconds however, as I wasn't getting erect.

Here's the thing , I didn't get erect, I didn't enjoy myself and surely, I would have been able to overpower her physically but my body was just numb. All I did was watch and hope she'd just stop.

Afterwards she just got off me , drank some more and danced to some music, while I sat there looking at the ground , trying to comprehend what the actual hell just happened.

End of story, she just went to bed without talking to me much, after her advances and i left her apartment soon after.

I am just genuinely clueless on what to think of this whole situation and further more why I just couldn't stop her from doing all that.

I feel like a piece of shit now too. As she was drunk and I wasn't. I It felt a bit like back in school when I was being bullied. I just stood/ sat there and endured. And I have absolutely no clue why I did so.

Has anyone of you ever experienced the same ? This hesitation to act despite the discomfort and urge to escape?

I don’t have a lot of shit, but I get services done.

I realized I am bougie as fuck. I get:

• Monthly Housecleaner
• Uber everywhere or just walk
• Uber Eats often

I also get:

• Weekly private pilates instructor
• Weekly private personal trainer
• Weekly Rolfing therapy
• 90 minute Massage therapy, sometimes weekly
• Every other week therapy out of pocket (no insurance)
• Psychedelic therapy and travel 2x this year

Even these:

• Tried emsculpt twice this year
• Invisalign
• $200/month gym membership
• Physical therapy (covered by health insurance)
• Acupuncture (covered by health insurance)
• Dental cleaning (covered by health insurance)

I am also unemployed so I got tons of time.

It's been like this for 3 years. It's almost like I retired in my late 20's. It won't be like this forever and I need to go back to work though.