My older brother Tim is like seriously pissing me off: His room is pretty damn huge(it's the attic so he shares it with our little brother Troy) and last night Troy asked me to come play Uncharted 3 with him so I did. I fell asleep on Tims bed, and he comes home at 7:30 (from
over-night shift) this morning and says "This is a problem..." I woke up and I'm like "chill I just fell asleep in here" and since I had fallen asleep like an hour previous(we played until 6 a.m.) I just set my blankets up on the couch across from his bed. I was like so sleepy I was dizzy and probably would have barely made it down the stairs. He goes back downstairs and tells our mom.(Who babies him insanely) Our mom calls me downstairs and is like "I need to talk to you. You guys are in his space. We need to set some boundaries. Lets have a talk later." I don't do this on a daily basis. I've actually just moved in 2 months ago.(Lived with dad until i was 17 and got my own place but i moved to this city with them because of a work relocation and am currently looking for another apartment) I was still sleepy so I was like sure whatev and went back to sleep on the couch. He gets out of the shower comes upstairs and stares at me laying on the couch for legit 2 or 3 minutes. I wasn't asleep all the way and I heard him come up the stairs stop and do it. So I woke up a little while ago and came down to pee and mom calls me. "Yeah we definitely need to have a sit down and talk. Three people up there? Four including Paradise(the dog that sleeps in her cage in the corner of the room since he always has the poor thing locked up and is too lazy to take her out, then he gets mad when she pees on his floor) are too many in Tim's space." He's being like a MAJOR brat and it pisses me off. Like I fell asleep on your bed and moved to the couch where I would be NOWHERE near you! And you run and tell mom?!?! He's like showing me sides of him that are seriously making me reconsider getting an apartment with him. I mean SERIOUSLY. You could have simply asked me to leave. You're 25 years old! (Going on 26 next year) Should I be childish and avoid him to give him the "space" he suddenly seems to be craving? Or should I just pretend like nothing happened. Remember mom's on his side(ALWAYS), Dads in my old town hours away, and he doesn't respond well to talks if there is an assumption that he has behaved in an unsatisfactory manner. He'll argue until he feels he is right or shut the conversation down completely. I REALLY want to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Quick example of how spoiled he is and how mom let's him be: He ALWAYS sits in the front passenger seat of her car(since he doesn't have his license yet) and if anyone else does he will literally yell and throw a tantrum(usually saying 'MY SEAT!' over and over again) and she always says "get out let Tim sit in his seat." One day we all went out with a friend if my little brother's the two of them were complete gentlemen and appealed to Tim to let me sit in the front instead of cramming me in the back but our mom goes "Tim is too big to be in the back your smaller than him Tim get in the front." Tim objected for once but she was still told him to ride up front
Maybe I'm over reacting and IM actually the spoiled brat...I don't know. Help? Advice? Anyone?
over-night shift) this morning and says "This is a problem..." I woke up and I'm like "chill I just fell asleep in here" and since I had fallen asleep like an hour previous(we played until 6 a.m.) I just set my blankets up on the couch across from his bed. I was like so sleepy I was dizzy and probably would have barely made it down the stairs. He goes back downstairs and tells our mom.(Who babies him insanely) Our mom calls me downstairs and is like "I need to talk to you. You guys are in his space. We need to set some boundaries. Lets have a talk later." I don't do this on a daily basis. I've actually just moved in 2 months ago.(Lived with dad until i was 17 and got my own place but i moved to this city with them because of a work relocation and am currently looking for another apartment) I was still sleepy so I was like sure whatev and went back to sleep on the couch. He gets out of the shower comes upstairs and stares at me laying on the couch for legit 2 or 3 minutes. I wasn't asleep all the way and I heard him come up the stairs stop and do it. So I woke up a little while ago and came down to pee and mom calls me. "Yeah we definitely need to have a sit down and talk. Three people up there? Four including Paradise(the dog that sleeps in her cage in the corner of the room since he always has the poor thing locked up and is too lazy to take her out, then he gets mad when she pees on his floor) are too many in Tim's space." He's being like a MAJOR brat and it pisses me off. Like I fell asleep on your bed and moved to the couch where I would be NOWHERE near you! And you run and tell mom?!?! He's like showing me sides of him that are seriously making me reconsider getting an apartment with him. I mean SERIOUSLY. You could have simply asked me to leave. You're 25 years old! (Going on 26 next year) Should I be childish and avoid him to give him the "space" he suddenly seems to be craving? Or should I just pretend like nothing happened. Remember mom's on his side(ALWAYS), Dads in my old town hours away, and he doesn't respond well to talks if there is an assumption that he has behaved in an unsatisfactory manner. He'll argue until he feels he is right or shut the conversation down completely. I REALLY want to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Quick example of how spoiled he is and how mom let's him be: He ALWAYS sits in the front passenger seat of her car(since he doesn't have his license yet) and if anyone else does he will literally yell and throw a tantrum(usually saying 'MY SEAT!' over and over again) and she always says "get out let Tim sit in his seat." One day we all went out with a friend if my little brother's the two of them were complete gentlemen and appealed to Tim to let me sit in the front instead of cramming me in the back but our mom goes "Tim is too big to be in the back your smaller than him Tim get in the front." Tim objected for once but she was still told him to ride up front
Maybe I'm over reacting and IM actually the spoiled brat...I don't know. Help? Advice? Anyone?
.: When she was just a girl, she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach, so she ran away in her sleep :.
.: Dreamed of paradise, every time she closed her eyes :.
