My Brother Made My Life Miserable, Then Knocked Up My Wife. Now He…

Brother made my life hell then got my wife pregnant now he wants my help after our parents disowned him and left me their $2 million inheritance. My younger brother David has always harbored a deep-seated resentment towards me.

If you think it stemmed from jealousy you’d be wrong. He was the favored child not me. There was no reason for him to be envious.

To give you some context our mother always indulged David. He was The Golden Child of our family.

She cooked his meals, did his laundry, and even asked me to help him with his school work. I was expected to assist him simply because we were family but I never received the same consideration.

I accepted this as I was quite independent. Perhaps it was partly my fault for always meeting his needs without expecting anything in return.

He never helped me when I needed it and only approached me when he wanted something. While I was a quiet introverted kid who enjoyed studying and keeping to myself he was loud and rough just like our dad.

I also tend to be straightforward and honest never sugarcoating things. I believe my mother may have developed a negative perception of me because of my straightforwardness.

This favoritism made David the family’s darling and I didn’t mind it while we were growing up. However problems began when he started bullying and mocking me for being different from him.

He would tease me about my height and the fact that I wore glasses. He would sneak into my room, read my diary, and then complain to my mom about what I had written.

When I yelled at him and complained to our parents about him invading my privacy, they would laugh it off saying “it wasn’t a big deal”

He did more awful things like nearly breaking my glasses and putting nasty things in my food. He even once put little stones in my cereal but luckily I found them before they could damage my teeth.

When I told my mom she dismissed it saying “this is how Brothers Bond”

Whenever we fought David would zero in on my insecurities to insult me. We went to the same school so he knew I was being bullied by a few kids.

Instead of supporting me he sided with the bullies calling me names like “ugly loser or hairy monkey” and encouraging them to physically harm me saying “I was just a big failure”

Another time during a fight over something trivial that I can’t even remember he told me “to kill myself”

While I could easily brush off most insults that one really hurt because I was struggling with my mental health at the time. I’m doing better now but it was devastating to hear that my own brother wanted me dead.

Since Dad was often at work and mom didn’t seem to care much she even scolded me once claiming “it was my fault for irritating him”

Things progressively worsened during high school. There was a shocking incident when David attempted to set my hair on fire and unbelievably our mother defended him claiming “he was merely playing”

Seriously who behaves like that? Thankfully my dad eventually sided with me and pointed out the gravity of the situation.

He even threatened to “call the police on David”

This moment was a real eye opener for my brother as he had never faced any consequences for his actions before. He was genuinely stunned and my dad made it clear that “enough was enough and that David needed to start respecting his older brother”

Later dad came into my room to talk. I never expected his support because he always told David how similar they were which was true.

Dad admitted that he had waited for years hoping David would mature but he was slowly realizing that David was becoming a big bully. Hearing this from my dad was incredibly validating and I almost broke down in tears.

I confessed everything David had done to me over the years and even mentioned the bullying at school. My dad was shocked at how much I had endured.

The next day he spoke to the principal to ensure the bullies were warned about severe consequences if they continued. Later that evening dad enrolled me in MMA at our local gym telling me “I needed to man up and stand up to bullies in my life”

I admit that a nerdy kid like me trying to learn to fight might have seemed laughable but I was very focused. I managed my time well to balance my studies and daily workouts and the MMA classes completely changed my life and physique.

One day David was up to his antics again. He stole my pocket money which we received for helping with chores.

I had been saving it for a while. David sneaked into my room and took it.

I caught him just as he was about to cycle off with his friends. I demanded he return my money but David mocked me saying “all I could do was run to Daddy for help”