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U know, i never wanted to talk about this on tgirlforums, cause i thought it was very personal, and i didn't want people to assume I got a fucked up family or whatever. But i can't take it anymore, i must tell my story. I got a 30 year old mentally ill brother name Jim, he's been living with us since we moved in this new house of May of 2OO3. He used to live with my father and his grandparents, but they couldn't take any of his crazy bullshit. My mother thought i was the messed up one in the family, and kept talking about God to me, and that i was a sinner and i was going to hell for being a fucking transsexual faggot freak show. Then she realized she got even bigger problems,with my older brother Jim. U see, he's not exactly normal, i believe he has some type of mental illness suffering from bi-polar or skitzofrenia. I honestly don't know what he has, but trust me it is so bad, that is causing the rest of my family afraid to speak up. My brother Jim, won't have a job, he collects a disabilty check for people who are fucked up, or correct term is, the mentally challenge.
I don't know where to start, but i'll start from what i saw tonight in the bathroom, lol. He did this twice, the first time, he shit his shorts, and instead of throwing them away in a plastic bag outside the house discretely, he just throws his shorts filled up with SHIT inside the garbage bin next to the toilet. And tonight he did something similar yet again, he used fucking pillow bedsheets, 2 of them, to wipe his ass with shit and left it again in the garbage bin next to the toilet so he can proudly display it for the rest of the family to see. Now there's a few fruit flys eating his poo. Is this fucking disgusting or what? Now u know what i'm dealing with and how depressing it is living in a house with somebody who is mentally ill? My other 2 brothers George 29, and Michael 22,are normal, they don't do wierd shit, they both have jobs. My mother right now is on vacation in Greece till the July 26th, so she don't know what the hell is going on. Hmmmmm, my brother Jim-30 , has killed our pet cats in the past, his own pet birds, our fishs, and so forth. He enjoys killing pets for fun.
Which i think he fucked up, don't yea think? But nobody in my family, wants to do anything or speak up. He used to take medication for his mental illness's, but he no longer takes them anymore, and everyday i noticed he gets worst and worst and worst. I rememeber i saw him a few times, talking to himself downstairs in the kitchen, arguing with himself, throwing objects, and making big holes in the walls. He's destroyed alot of our home property, but my mother won't do anything, cause she's like well he's not well, he's sick, i'll just pray to god and he'll take care of him. If it was me doing all that, she would call the cops on me, and kick me out of the house. Oh yea i forgot, he's mentally ill, and i'm not, so he's getting the specail treatment. I also remember, he told my mother once, when Barbie sleeps tonight, i'm gonna go upstairs and take a knife and stab that fucking faggot to sleep and i don't care if i go to jail for it. He's also made threats of killing himself, and throwing himself off the bridge. He's the type of person, that is very anti-socail, gets lost around the city.
He watches pornograhic films late at night in the living room, even though we happen to walk downstairs and see what he's doing. He don't seem to be ashamed or embarressed of doing something that is consider so private, and no i have not caught him masterbating. He just eats his fucking junk food and watchs tv all day long. No wonder he's over 4OO pounds. Yup that's right, he's a fat slob pig! And he's disgusting and just the sight of him makes me sick! He always denys everything, he never not once admits ok ur right, its my fault, it will never happen again. He just blames it on other people, oh they did it, not me. Like when r u ever gonna grow the fuck up!?!? He's left food in oven and burned them, and forgot to turn it off few hours later. He never washes his own plates or cups, he just leaves there, and expects us to pick it up for him. And when he do wash the dishs, he dose it very very slow. I used to make fun of him, now i realize that i'm older, he's not doing this on purpose, he truly is a fucked up mentally ill person that needs to seek professional help asap!
Hmmmmm, it's so depressing living in this house, when everybody in my family ignores me just because i'm a transsexual. But it's even more depressing when u see crazy things doing on with ur older brother doing fucked up things that obviously he believes is normal and fine. He also takes a bath in the sink, yup that's right, he washes himself in the sink, and splashs water on himself, cause a few years ago he broke our bathtub, upstairs on our second bathroom. Apparently as he was getting up from his big fat ass, he was holding on to the handle of the water, to lift himself up, and it broke, and water started shooting everywhere. I had to pay $300 out of my own pocket to repair the damages. He shaves off his eyebrows, he walks around with sunshades late at night to avoid people, and sometimes wears it inside the house whenever he gets into an argument or a disagreemeny with any of his family members. He cuts his own hair, and leaves all the mess lying around on the bathroom floor, and yes we gonna clean his mess.
If u go to his bedroom, it smells like there's a dead corpse inside, it just smells really bad all i can say. He don't know how to wash his own clothes, so he after his finish taking a shower/bath in the sink, he wears the same clothes and his body odor is stinks badly. Everything that comes out of his mouth is pure negative, and likes to complain, argue, and bitch 24 hours, 7 days a week. I'm not happy living here, mainly because of my mentally ill brother Jim, and my bitch of a cunt mother who is very homophobic. It's like i buy food of my own, if i leave it in the fucking fridge, he just eats it all, and by the time i come back whenever i'm hungry, that fat fucking bastard ate it all like a pig that he is! If u see his writing skills, it's like that of an 8 year old. He says, he hear voices in his head that tells him what to do and say. Is that a sign of being crazy? My brother George hides all the toilet paper away, cause he uses it way too much to the point it's all gone.
So maybe that's why he shits his underwears now and whipes it with bedsheets, which is gross! He also hides the dishes in the kicthen, cause, he never cleans after himself, which is casuing the rest of the family to suffer because one big fat pig! He used to be normal when he was younger, he started acting wierd in his late teens i noticed. I have not spoken to him in 8 years, since December of 2OOO, cause of a big fight we had, that made me say to myself, ok this guy is trouble, i don't need or want to be around this kind of shit in my life, he's just scum! He's the type of person that, when he says something, he'll change his mind the last minute, or if u tell him something good or bad, he'll start complaining about it after and won't stop. Anyways... this story is not a joke, its a for real. I'm only writing all this, cause i don't know what to do. Clearly is has major issues, and needs to see a doctor. He's the type of person that is not independent, he can not live alone, cause he's mentally ill, skitzofrenia/bi-polar. Can anyone help please? We're all suffering from this living here.
B@rbie Swallows
I don't know where to start, but i'll start from what i saw tonight in the bathroom, lol. He did this twice, the first time, he shit his shorts, and instead of throwing them away in a plastic bag outside the house discretely, he just throws his shorts filled up with SHIT inside the garbage bin next to the toilet. And tonight he did something similar yet again, he used fucking pillow bedsheets, 2 of them, to wipe his ass with shit and left it again in the garbage bin next to the toilet so he can proudly display it for the rest of the family to see. Now there's a few fruit flys eating his poo. Is this fucking disgusting or what? Now u know what i'm dealing with and how depressing it is living in a house with somebody who is mentally ill? My other 2 brothers George 29, and Michael 22,are normal, they don't do wierd shit, they both have jobs. My mother right now is on vacation in Greece till the July 26th, so she don't know what the hell is going on. Hmmmmm, my brother Jim-30 , has killed our pet cats in the past, his own pet birds, our fishs, and so forth. He enjoys killing pets for fun.
Which i think he fucked up, don't yea think? But nobody in my family, wants to do anything or speak up. He used to take medication for his mental illness's, but he no longer takes them anymore, and everyday i noticed he gets worst and worst and worst. I rememeber i saw him a few times, talking to himself downstairs in the kitchen, arguing with himself, throwing objects, and making big holes in the walls. He's destroyed alot of our home property, but my mother won't do anything, cause she's like well he's not well, he's sick, i'll just pray to god and he'll take care of him. If it was me doing all that, she would call the cops on me, and kick me out of the house. Oh yea i forgot, he's mentally ill, and i'm not, so he's getting the specail treatment. I also remember, he told my mother once, when Barbie sleeps tonight, i'm gonna go upstairs and take a knife and stab that fucking faggot to sleep and i don't care if i go to jail for it. He's also made threats of killing himself, and throwing himself off the bridge. He's the type of person, that is very anti-socail, gets lost around the city.
He watches pornograhic films late at night in the living room, even though we happen to walk downstairs and see what he's doing. He don't seem to be ashamed or embarressed of doing something that is consider so private, and no i have not caught him masterbating. He just eats his fucking junk food and watchs tv all day long. No wonder he's over 4OO pounds. Yup that's right, he's a fat slob pig! And he's disgusting and just the sight of him makes me sick! He always denys everything, he never not once admits ok ur right, its my fault, it will never happen again. He just blames it on other people, oh they did it, not me. Like when r u ever gonna grow the fuck up!?!? He's left food in oven and burned them, and forgot to turn it off few hours later. He never washes his own plates or cups, he just leaves there, and expects us to pick it up for him. And when he do wash the dishs, he dose it very very slow. I used to make fun of him, now i realize that i'm older, he's not doing this on purpose, he truly is a fucked up mentally ill person that needs to seek professional help asap!
Hmmmmm, it's so depressing living in this house, when everybody in my family ignores me just because i'm a transsexual. But it's even more depressing when u see crazy things doing on with ur older brother doing fucked up things that obviously he believes is normal and fine. He also takes a bath in the sink, yup that's right, he washes himself in the sink, and splashs water on himself, cause a few years ago he broke our bathtub, upstairs on our second bathroom. Apparently as he was getting up from his big fat ass, he was holding on to the handle of the water, to lift himself up, and it broke, and water started shooting everywhere. I had to pay $300 out of my own pocket to repair the damages. He shaves off his eyebrows, he walks around with sunshades late at night to avoid people, and sometimes wears it inside the house whenever he gets into an argument or a disagreemeny with any of his family members. He cuts his own hair, and leaves all the mess lying around on the bathroom floor, and yes we gonna clean his mess.
If u go to his bedroom, it smells like there's a dead corpse inside, it just smells really bad all i can say. He don't know how to wash his own clothes, so he after his finish taking a shower/bath in the sink, he wears the same clothes and his body odor is stinks badly. Everything that comes out of his mouth is pure negative, and likes to complain, argue, and bitch 24 hours, 7 days a week. I'm not happy living here, mainly because of my mentally ill brother Jim, and my bitch of a cunt mother who is very homophobic. It's like i buy food of my own, if i leave it in the fucking fridge, he just eats it all, and by the time i come back whenever i'm hungry, that fat fucking bastard ate it all like a pig that he is! If u see his writing skills, it's like that of an 8 year old. He says, he hear voices in his head that tells him what to do and say. Is that a sign of being crazy? My brother George hides all the toilet paper away, cause he uses it way too much to the point it's all gone.
So maybe that's why he shits his underwears now and whipes it with bedsheets, which is gross! He also hides the dishes in the kicthen, cause, he never cleans after himself, which is casuing the rest of the family to suffer because one big fat pig! He used to be normal when he was younger, he started acting wierd in his late teens i noticed. I have not spoken to him in 8 years, since December of 2OOO, cause of a big fight we had, that made me say to myself, ok this guy is trouble, i don't need or want to be around this kind of shit in my life, he's just scum! He's the type of person that, when he says something, he'll change his mind the last minute, or if u tell him something good or bad, he'll start complaining about it after and won't stop. Anyways... this story is not a joke, its a for real. I'm only writing all this, cause i don't know what to do. Clearly is has major issues, and needs to see a doctor. He's the type of person that is not independent, he can not live alone, cause he's mentally ill, skitzofrenia/bi-polar. Can anyone help please? We're all suffering from this living here.
B@rbie Swallows
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