We no longer talk to each other, he refused to test for covid and wear a mask to come see my newborn at the peak of covid infections, after receiving multiple audio messages of just verbal abuse I cut ties. I lost a lot of friends we had in common but I’m good now.

Im the oldest of three brothers.

Me and the youngest brother are pretty tight. Which hasn’t always been the case. There was an eleven year gap between us so it was pretty touch and go growing up. When I moved back in with the parents briefly just as he was getting out of highschool, we started getting along a lot better and we ended up forming a really solid relationship. I’m really proud of the man he’s grown into.

The middle brother… Well, it would be easy to say that he found religion and we drifted apart… But my youngest brother also found religion and that didn’t mess our relationship up at all (Im agnostic leabing towards atheism)

The middle brother just … isn’t interested in figuring out how to be friendly. My youngest brother and I can disagree about stuff and be fine with it, but middle brother dige his heels in and can’t ever find a way around it. So 1 out of 2 isn’t too bad, honestly. I leave the lines of communication open for the middle brother, and every now and then we have a fun conversation. But that’s about it.

I have 3 half sisters, two from my mom and one from my dad. All three are drug addicts to some degree, all three have kids they don’t have custody off.

My dad used to date a lot of strippers, he brought one home one day and she heard his last name and asked if he was related to a girl who was in fact my sister, his daughter. She had apparently beat her unconscious with a glass ash tray and robbed her once. She later claimed a man had raped her, and he went to prison. She later got arrested on drug charges and tried to claim another man, which I believe was her drug dealer, had raped her. She has 5 kids, 3 of them had been taken by the state and their names changed. Haven’t talked to those kids in over a decade. Her husband’s name is Billy Ray, she’s been married to him since her first child was born but he’s only the father of 2. Active meth user the whole time I knew her.

Another sister who just required an abusive man. She only left one dude when she met another guy who just got out of prison three months earlier and got pregnant. I actually like this guy, he’s not as bad as most of the other boy friends, but them together was incredibly toxic. I don’t know her son, though, I saw him once when he was in diapers and hardly speaking. She once ran her truck up on the siderail of a bride because she was fucked up on robitussin. Regular pill popper.

The last sister got pregnant at 16 and I vividly remember her screaming at her daughter because she wanted attention but her mom was busy laying on a couch and scrolling facebook. I vividly remember her screaming at her very loudly and publicly in a taco bell because she complained about eating taco bell for the fourth time that week. She had money of course but she spent most of it on hydros and weed. She’s was always a cunt, though.

Not very.

My sister and I get along really well but are not close.

I haven’t had any real contact with my brother in the past 5 years. I see him for four hours each year so my parents can have the family together for Christmas dinner and that is it.

I had to cut my sister out of my life for her constant abuse and toxicity. It sadly cost me the relationship with my father who is now 80 and likely we won’t get the chance to reconnect before he is gone. It has been almost 4 years and I have no regrets about cutting her off. She has since shown up at my door multiple times unannounced (we live 350 miles away) and has tried to circumvent me and communicate directly with my kids by giving them toys.

We get along okay. We don’t have a lot in common but we can occasionally hang out and have fun playing games or something.

We talk briefly 2-3 times a year, see each other even less frequently, despite it being less than a two hour drive. Neither side is looking to change that despite us growing up together in a happy family and there being no reason for us to avoid each other. It could be that we all don’t value social interactions very highly in general.

My Brother and I are extremely close. So close we joke we share one brain cell and that we were twins who were chronically seperated by 9 years at birth. He is genuinely my best friend and I love him very, very much.

I have a half sister (paternal) that grew up nowhere near me and we had no contact until she was an adult. When we finally did start talking I learned that she is just like her mother when she got angry at me over something trivial and (she) cut contact.

So I sadly have to continue considering myself an only child.

Older sister, younger sister, younger brother.

My younger brother is a sociopath; I cut him out of my life entirely in 2004 or so, and if he ever managed to track me down and show up on my doorstep, I’d need to find a way to hide the body. He hurts everyone around him.

My older sister is smart, but batshit crazy. She’s deeply religious, but also believes in bullshit like iridology, hoeopathy, chiropratic care (at the age of 50-ish, she just started school for that nonsense), essential oils, and so on. We have pretty much nothing in common aside from language at this point.

My younger sister is… Just kinda there. Again, not a lot in common. She’s a decent person, but we were never all that close as kids, and that’s deepened as I’ve been older and now live 1500 miles away from everyone else.

I’m also autistic; family connections don’t have an inherent value to me. I don’t believe in blood meaning more than anything else, or that you do anything for your family; I choose to have that kind of relationship by choice, not due to an accident of birth.

Geographically? Thousands of miles away. Philosophically? Even further (she’s fundie, I’m atheist). Conversationally? Pretty close. We text, talk or video chat multiple times per week. We’re probably closer now than we have been at any point in our lives.

I see them a few times a month and we have group chats. We host dinners quite a lot and meetup at our fathers house. Pretty much all birthdays/holidays have some involvement with family. I’m the least involved but weve found a good balance with everyone. 3 siblings 24-34.

Not close. We only talk for business purposes.

2 sisters I have a good relationship with. I see them when I am back in my home country.

Third sister has been shunned by the whole family for leveling serious charges against our dad and refused to back down when the evidence was overwhelming in our fathers favour and her key piece of evidence came about from a lie under duress.

I’m the oldest of three. My younger brother is an abusive drug addict currently serving time. I never want to see him or talk to him again. Any time we are in a room together, there’s a real risk of a physical fight breaking out. Years of constant fighting both verbally and physically have taken a huge mental toll on me. The day he dies will be one of my happiest.

My baby brother is alright. He straddled the same line drug wise but was nowhere near abusive like the other one. Hes got a reputation for being a sneaky lying thief, but he’s turned himself around. He’s more of a joy to be around.

One good. One that’s a blood screaming hatred that’s only gonna be resolved through death. No hyperbole either.