siblings.

[rabidbadger]

I know a bunch of you pretty well through Rev3, PMs, and Chat, and love a ton of you. But what rarely comes up between pets we love, shows we love, hot celebrities we love, is the subject of Brothers and Sisters we love.

I got a kick-ass brother. We went through all sorts of (first world) hell together, moving all the time, divorce, passed tween parents shit, Growing old, growing apart. But know what? When I got real real deep troubles... He is the first I call. And no need to call further, He is there for me. Always.

Siblings. Unconditional Love.

But not always for all of us...

What are your sibling stories? (I know some of them, mostly the sad ones, but even if sad, let's talk about the good things we shared with them.)

[tokenuser]

My sister was diagnosed with a rare form of Leukemia ... a form that sits over in the same column as AIDS as being uncurable if it moves to the stage PAST the next stage.

About the only thing that can help is a bone marrow match. She is being monitored, and will continue to be monitored for the rest of her life until/if she does hit the next stage (sorry - being vague, because I dont know what that really means). At that point I will be hoping heading down to the hospital to get my bone marrow checked,, and then jumping on a plane to Australia.

My family divorced, luckily I was an adult (early 20s) and my sister was in her last year of HS when it happened. It was messy, but could have been worse. But, when it comes down to it, family are family - and I will stand beside any of them.

[rabidbadger]

Be brave, man. But I know you are. You kick ass. I'd give my heart to my bro. And have figuratively, at least...

[heyseuss]

Siblings. Unconditional Love.

But not always for all of us...


I'm having extreme trouble believing that for one of my sisters right now.

[rabidbadger]

bummer, Heysuess, but with sibling things, it passes. And get on chat if you have time. been ages.

[heyseuss]

bummer, Heysuess, but with sibling things, it passes.

Haven't liked her for years and years. Recently thought I was strong enough to deal with her, thought the pain and suffering wouldn't be as bad as I remembered it. Figured it would be like ripping a band-aid off, it was more like being hit by a car.

And get on chat if you have time. been ages.

Coming. Awww shit damn, that's not what I wanted to say to a peep like you.

[rabidbadger]

we all come. pref-neutral.

[rabidbadger]

Haven't liked her for years and years. Recently thought I was strong enough to deal with her, thought the pain and suffering wouldn't be as bad as I remembered it. Figured it would be like ripping a band-aid off, it was more like being hit by a car.



Coming. Awww shit damn, that's not what I wanted to say to a peep like you.

You missed this part, maybe? "...let's talk about the good things we shared with them..."

[rokov]

I'm the youngest of six, two brother and three sisters (think Bobby Brady lol). I'm also eight years younger than the second youngest so I basically grew up with seven parents. Most of us live pretty far apart (in three states) and the only one I see on a regular basis anymore is my youngest sister. This is probably for the best considering that on the rare occasion that we're all in the same room it tends to get kind of loud (it's an Irish thing).

[heyseuss]

You missed this part, maybe? "...let's talk about the good things we shared with them..."

Oh yeah.... ummmmm, ....... the other two are cool.

[murphy1d]

I have an older brother and an older sister. They are both great, but both complete opposites of each other (brother is "Porsche", sister is "Paula Deen").

I can talk to my brother about cars and computers and money. I can talk to my sister about music and food and celebrities. But I can't switch the topics across them.

My brother orders hamburgers at Morton's Steakhouse, hasn't bought a CD since Bon Jovi, and doesn't care who Seth Rogan is. My sister drives a used Hyundai, answers spam e-mails, and shops on HSN. But they are the best.

The only sad thing is that I'm more unlike them than like them. I wish I had a family member who reads Neal Stephenson, posts to forums, enjoys Kubrick films, plays golf, and could talk about The Dark Knight in terms other than "the kids liked it."

[ohhoe]

Only child crashing your thread, woooooooooo.

[heyseuss]

Only child crashing your thread, woooooooooo.

So much is explained now.

[rabidbadger]

Only child crashing your thread, woooooooooo.

no, tell us about that, too. GIve us something to compare to! a "control" so to speak, haha.

[darksydeavenger]

I have a sister entering college this year and two younger brothers, one twelve and the other eleven. Since I'm the oldest, and I'm two states away, I don't have much contact with them. Hopefully that changes when the sis moves to Minneapolis.

[guytheninja]

Only child crashing your thread, woooooooooo.

Oh, but we heard so much about a wonderful stepsister :D. (ducks)

Anyway, I have a little sister, and she is so much fun ---- to hilariously torture that is. MUAHAHAHA. Man I've pulled every trick in the book on her --- accept for the honey on the inside of the pillow trick; I'm not that ruthless.

[ohhoe]

Oh, but we heard so much about a wonderful stepsister :D. (ducks)

Anyway, I have a little sister, and she is so much fun ---- to hilariously torture that is. MUAHAHAHA. Man I've pulled every trick in the book on her --- accept for the honey on the inside of the pillow trick; I'm not that ruthless.

Yeah, but I've never met her before. My mother got remarried last October, and her husband's daughter is 30 I think? And lives in central pennsylvania. I think I have a step brother too? haha.

I just realized my step father had kids and I have step siblings. lolz

[ohhoe]

So much is explained now.

http://smilies.vidahost.com/otn/sad/mecry.gif

[ohhoe]

no, tell us about that, too. GIve us something to compare to! a "control" so to speak, haha.

K.

My parents got divorced when I was 7 and my mom moved me from Long Island to bumblefuck Florida.

I was a spoiled brat because my parents both spoiled me to try and get me to like them better I guess? I don't know. It kind of ruled. I got a N64 the christmas I asked for it. Now if I ask for a console they're like NO RAHRAHR. :(

But yeah, I was a spoiled brat, I had a computer when I was 10, and I remember playing weird are you afraid of the dark games and stuff, and then I started teaching myself html when I was like 13. So most of middle school - high school was spent on the internets, and Id stay up real late on irc and my mom would get pissed.


Anywayyyyyyyyyy. I was so spoiled even up until I moved out on my own, that I had no real concept of how to fend for myself since everything was just given to me. Up until a year ago is when I really started being able to not ask my parents for money. It's kind of nice.

Now i pay my own bills! hooray!

[guytheninja]

Haven't liked her for years and years. Recently thought I was strong enough to deal with her, thought the pain and suffering wouldn't be as bad as I remembered it. Figured it would be like ripping a band-aid off, it was more like being hit by a car.


Man, that blows chunks in so many different ways I don't even know what to do. I am sorry.

I have a wonderful relationship with my sister (when I'm not playing hilarious pranks on her for my personal enjoyment -- HEHEHE). She always calls me up or visits me to ask advice on just about everything. I want to help her, but she starts talking about all this emotional stuff. Because I'm a guy, naturally my brain tunes to another station (sorry ladies there is nothing we guys can do --- it just happens). Then I here a loud "Are you listening to me", and then I will say "yea just dump that weirdo you are dating".

Things get interesting from that point forward. Anyway, our relationship has not really changed that much over the years --- the only thing that has changed are the sophistication of the pranks :D.

[darksydeavenger]

My siblings and I don't have much of a relationship at this point, because I live so far away, and because we've never really been all that close to begin with. My sis and I are pretty much the same in that we don't really open up about stuff in our lives. I've gotten better about it, so I hope I can maybe become a better brother in the years to come.

[heyseuss]

to bumblefuck Florida.

That's redundant.

[heyseuss]

Man, that blows chunks in so many different ways I don't even know what to do. I am sorry.


I'm cool with my other two sisters. All 3 are older than me, and we all live in different countries, except the one I don't get on well with, who lives on another planet.

[heyseuss]

http://smilies.vidahost.com/otn/sad/mecry.gif

*Le sigh*, typical reaction from an only child.

Just ribbing ya pooky.

[-jedibitch-]

I have 4 siblings in total.

My oldest sister (26) lives in Edmonton with her girlfriend who has two 1 year old twins which I call my "sort-of niece and nephew" (sort of because the kids are from a previous relationship). We have a close relationship and bond over our love for business and food. She can cook a mighty fine meal.

My second oldest sister (24) also lives in edmonton. She is engaged to be married and I am the maid of honor (YAY!). We are very close. I can tell her anything. Even though she is 4 years older than me, we grew up together and shared a room our entire lives and we have similar personalities (we are both pretty laid back).

I have a younger brother (17) who I am extremely close with (probably more so than anyone else) but in a different way. He is such a cutie. He came out to me when he was 12 and we really bonded on that. We fight like cats and dogs though... but always forgive each other.


My youngest sister is 9. She is unbelievably cute. Even though the age difference is pretty big, we are really close. I try to do things with her whenever I can and take her out to eat or to the movies.

That pretty much sums it up. :)

[bigshotprof]

My older sister is a fulfilled her massive potential in the health care field, my older brother was a hero cop. I live modestly below my potential.

p.s. Token--you and your sister are in my thoughts.

[ohhoe]

*Le sigh*, typical reaction from an only child.

Just ribbing ya pooky.

That's right.

Be mean to me and I will cry until I get what I want!

[gonzooo]

I've got a brother 4 years my elder. I imagine some squabbling during the younger years is inevitable, and we get along great nowadays (have been since I started highschool).

Right now, since I installed bootcamp on my Macbook we've been playing some PC games over the net together ("Company of Heroes", "Supreme Commander" and currently "Europa Universalis III"), and he lives in the same town as the rest of the family which means he visits a few times a week, usually.

Usually, we talk about games; past, present and future, but I know I could discuss pretty much anything with him if there was a need. There is no need, though. When you're hanging out with your very first gamer-buddy and there are great games you've played, are currently playing and will play there's not much of a need for discussing anything else.

[tokenuser]

p.s. Token--you and your sister are in my thoughts.Thanks for the sentiments. She looks after herself better now than she used to, and has completely overhauled her diet which is keeping her blood cell counts at "OK" ranges. She just need regular (6 monthly) medical checks. Until something changes, we are just waiting ... but life goes on.

I am in her bad books at the moment though. I missed her birthday last month.

[guytheninja]

Thanks for the sentiments. She looks after herself better now than she used to, and has completely overhauled her diet which is keeping her blood cell counts at "OK" ranges. She just need regular (6 monthly) medical checks. Until something changes, we are just waiting ... but life goes on.
I am in her bad books at the moment though. I missed her birthday last month.

I forgot my sister's birthday so much that she now just calls me up and says "Hey, moron, my birthday is next week". She reminds me of all the other family member's birthdays as well.

Whats with women and freaking birthdays?

[guytheninja]

K.
My parents got divorced when I was 7 and my mom moved me from Long Island to bumblefuck Florida.


I don't get it, I thought people liked Florida.

[gimpbully]

My brothers and I infiltrate web startups. I like chocolate.
I know a bunch of you pretty well through Rev3, PMs, and Chat, and love a ton of you. But what rarely comes up between pets we love, shows we love, hot celebrities we love, is the subject of Brothers and Sisters we love.

I got a kick-ass brother. We went through all sorts of (first world) hell together, moving all the time, divorce, passed tween parents shit, Growing old, growing apart. But know what? When I got real real deep troubles... He is the first I call. And no need to call further, He is there for me. Always.

Siblings. Unconditional Love.

But not always for all of us...

What are your sibling stories? (I know some of them, mostly the sad ones, but even if sad, let's talk about the good things we shared with them.)

[ohhoe]

I don't get it, I thought people liked Florida.

Yeah, the touristy or beachy parts.


This is where I lived:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orange_City,_Florida

http://www.ci.orange-city.fl.us/

[guytheninja]

This is where I lived:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orange_City,_Florida

http://www.ci.orange-city.fl.us/

6000-7000 people -- Now that is a seriously small town. I'm sure moving there from Long Island was an immense culture shock.

In a town that size, there is nothing to do, and everyone is always in your business. If you get drunk and pass out on a park bench, everybody knows about it the next day. It's amazing how fast news can travel in a small town like that.

I'm sure that town is a nice place, but it is even too small for my standards.

[ohhoe]

6000-7000 people -- Now that is a seriously small town. I'm sure moving there from Long Island was an immense culture shock.

In a town that size, there is nothing to do, and everyone is always in your business. If you get drunk and pass out on a park bench, everybody knows about it the next day. It's amazing how fast news can travel in a small town like that.

I'm sure that town is a nice place, but it is even too small for my standards.

Well I was 7. I don't really remember much from moving there other than when I started school people made fun of my new york accent.

But I don't have any accent at all now. I hate small towns, but I also really dislike living in new york city, that's why I'm moving to Philadelphia, it's the perfect size for me.

[tokenuser]

Well I was 7. I don't really remember much from moving there other than when I started school people made fun of my new york accent.Is that a Nu Yak accent?

But I don't have any accent at all now. I hate small towns, but I also really dislike living in new york city, that's why I'm moving to Philadelphia, it's the perfect size for me.Completely agree. Its hard finding a balance between too small and too big. LA drove me nuts. Even living in Orange County, it was urban sprawl from Ventura to half way down to San Diego, and out to the foothill of San Bernardino ... and it contained the equiv of the entire population of Australia.

NC is far more relaxed. I can breath here.

[rabidbadger]

I think I need to call my bro this weekend. His wife is away, and our mom is making me nuts. (well, she made my nuts while gestating, but not what I meant. Did I just type that out loud?)

[darksydeavenger]

I think I need to call my bro this weekend. His wife is away, and our mom is making me nuts. (well, she made my nuts while gestating, but not what I meant. Did I just type that out loud?)


Oh yes, you typed it out loud. S'all good, though. :p

[heyseuss]

I don't get it, I thought people liked Florida.

Florida is probably one of the worst places I've been to in America... and I live in L.A. !

[rabidbadger]

never been a fan of florida. Too flat, too hot, to touristy, and everyone is old.

[heyseuss]

6000-7000 people -- Now that is a seriously small town. I'm sure moving there from Long Island was an immense culture shock.

In a town that size, there is nothing to do, and everyone is always in your business. If you get drunk and pass out on a park bench, everybody knows about it the next day. It's amazing how fast news can travel in a small town like that.

I'm sure that town is a nice place, but it is even too small for my standards.

I lived in a mountain town near Aspen with 2500 ppl for 6 months. There were similarily sized towns within an hour or two, down the highway. I dj'ed for a public radio station in one town, rented videos in another town. I fooled around with 2 or 3 girls during those 6 months, .... I think that was all of the available women in the county. Mind you, all you have to do is show up to have dinner in one of the local 5 restaurants, to get hit on. Everyone looks at you when you walk into anywhere.

[frankiethewaffle]

I think I may top you all. After my Mother died, My Father went looking for more attention than his sons could give him. He found some skank that a friend had hired to paint for him. I mean that as that friend was the first to turn on the relationship.

As it turns out as she "nursed" him back to health after a 6 way bypass to save his life. She turned my Father into some kind of crackhead. By that, I mean she got him smoking crack. Ok he became a crackhead on his own, that part was his fault. His intro to it was hers as she was a former crack whore. Something she was more than happy to tell me.

As far as the siblings thing. My Brothers considered me the most responsible for his downfall as I and my Father were supposed to be closest. To the point that one brother came to my place waking me up after 2 hours of sleep and 18 hours of work preceding that. As I said go away, he did his own thing by himself, that brother began punching me in the head in my own bed. He had a key. He was the emergency guy. I stood up through the punches (I had taken thousands of punches before), faked a right hand, grabbed his left wrist, threw my left arm to the left side of his head and just muscling him into a choke hold. I wrapped him up completely, including wrapping my legs around him, I cinched in. He panicked right away and began flailing. I threw him off and he ran away.

I didn't talk to him for over a year. The only thing that brought me back into his life is that his wife and Mother of his child kept telling my niece about her uncle Frankie. When my niece started asking for me, I gave in. I did keep in contact with my sister in law the whole time. She told me of her daughter wanting to meet me.

Life is complicated sometimes. You have to find the real heart in those that care about you.

[frankiethewaffle]

I think I may top you all. After my Mother died, My Father went looking for more attention than his sons could give him. He found some skank that a friend had hired to paint for him. I mean that as that friend was the first to turn on the relationship.

As it turns out as she "nursed" him back to health after a 6 way bypass to save his life. She turned my Father into some kind of crackhead. By that, I mean she got him smoking crack. Ok he became a crackhead on his own, that part was his fault. His intro to it was hers as she was a former crack whore. Something she was more than happy to tell me.

As far as the siblings thing. My Brothers considered me the most responsible for his downfall as I and my Father were supposed to be closest. To the point that one brother came to my place waking me up after 2 hours of sleep and 18 hours of work preceding that. As I said go away, he did his own thing by himself, that brother began punching me in the head in my own bed. He had a key. He was the emergency guy. I stood up through the punches (I had taken thousands of punches before), faked a right hand, grabbed his left wrist, threw my left arm to the left side of his head and just muscling him into a choke hold. I wrapped him up completely, including wrapping my legs around him, I cinched in. So tight I cracked two ribs by squeezing his head. He panicked right away and began flailing. I threw him off and he ran away.

I didn't talk to him for over a year. The only thing that brought me back into his life is that his wife and Mother of his child kept telling my niece about her uncle Frankie. When my niece started asking for me, I gave in. I did keep in contact with my sister in law the whole time. She told me of her daughter wanting to meet me.

Life is complicated sometimes. You have to find the real heart in those that care about you.

[ariastar]

My biological brother and I haven't spoken in years. After my dad died (suicide, our mom and I were there, and you probably don't want to hear about the blood), Dad's family blamed me. Literally. In writing. No joke. Because I didn't bum-rush him to wrestle away a Colt .45 with a hair-trigger that I knew was loaded with hollow-points. When your dad's last words to you are, "I'm gonna shoot you, I'm gonna shoot your mother," and the gun is pointed at your chest with his finger on the trigger, rushing him isn't even an option.

So they blamed me and told my mom she could either have me in her life and lose them, or she can can pick them and kick me out. David, the little fucker, joined their side, putting Mom in the position of choosing between children on the day of her husband's memorial, still in severe trauma over trying to stop the bleeding from his head.

She picked me.

David is no longer my brother, as far as I'm concerned. We haven't spoken since the memorial, and even then we didn't actually speak. He wouldn't even look at me.

My REAL siblings aren't related by blood, but they're just as real of siblings to me as if we had the same parents. They're the type of wonderful people who are there for me when I need them, and they know I'm there for them.

[heyseuss]

is the subject of Brothers and Sisters we love.

What are your sibling stories? (I know some of them, mostly the sad ones, but even if sad, let's talk about the good things we shared with them.)

Aria, Frankie --------------------------------------------> the point.

[ohhoe]

Aria, Frankie --------------------------------------------> the point.

yikes, seriously. I'm sure we've all had horrible things happen to us family wise over the course of our lives but that wasnt the point. haha.

[guytheninja]

My biological brother and I haven't spoken in years.

David is no longer my brother, as far as I'm concerned. We haven't spoken since the memorial, and even then we didn't actually speak. He wouldn't even look at me.

My REAL siblings aren't related by blood, but they're just as real of siblings to me as if we had the same parents. They're the type of wonderful people who are there for me when I need them, and they know I'm there for them.

Oh, don't say that. Your brother may want to repair the relationship when he gets older and wiser. When stuff like this happens, no one is thinking clearly or objectively. And people can make some dumb decisions.

If the bridge is completely burned down (as in this case), it takes work on both sides to rebuild the bridge. Maybe, in the future, you should try rebuilding this bridge and see if he is also interested. You never know, he might be, but of course, someone has to take the first step.

Unless he has made it clear, don't assume that he still hates or blames you.

[rabidbadger]

Thanks for getting it back on track, Heysuess.

Another heartwarmer from badge.

I spent my whole childhood moving all over sydney, leaving schools, neihborhoods, friends in the process. Always had my brother.

But then move back to the US, tiny town of 300 (!) in upstate NY. Folks were getting divorced, but aunt/uncle/cousins lived up the street. They took me in, and became Aunt Mom and Uncle Dad. Their 4 kids were more bros/sis to me than just cousins. To this day, they still are.

Lost touch with them for the most part the last 15 years, but tween the wonders of Skype and the unwonderful illness/death of my dad, we are back together as much as possible. Despite us being all over the world. 'Tis wonderful.

Gonna skype them tonight. Been a while.

[darksydeavenger]

Strange story from when my sister and I hung out more as children. I had a friend that came over a lot and one day we were walking up the stairs and she goes and bites my friend in the ankle. Nothing pansy, mind you, but full on teeth and full on latching on to skin. It was epic.

Later on, when we were older, she tried to ambush me around the corner of our place, to disastrous effect. I was in a more paranoid stage at the time, and so when she jumped me in the dark hallway, I automatically defended myself and pretty much threw her across the room. Wasn't a good day for either of us, but I laugh when I think back to it.

[karyyk]

Well, I've got no horror stories (about my brothers anyways...my father is a different issue), but I've also got nothing particularly heart-warming either. I've got two brothers. In a pinch I know we'd be there for each other, if we could be, but aside from that, there's not much association. One brother I almost never see, the other I only see when I go drinking at the bar where he works. I've been drinking a lot more lately (long story), so I've seen him a lot more, but that's about all there is to say. We're all dysfunctional adults at this point...