Be nicer to my brother

dear big brother :) i am so sorry i was such an A’’’’ when i was younger ;)

My brothers are so hard to be nice to. Of course my YOUNGER brothers, not the older ones. Sometimes I wish I was an only child. My brother Adam, who is 18 right now, is probably the hardest to handle. Then there’s my brother Gailon, who is 20. He’s not as hard, but we don’t really get along anyway. I am 22 and married, so with my husband Rick and my brothers, life is SSSOOOO hard!!!!!

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I’ve tried everything but I still can’t seem to be nice to my brother. I’ve tried avoiding talking to him but then he still gets mad. I want to hang out with him and have some fun. IT’S SO HARD!!!!!!!!!!! I just wish I could get life overwith and be nice to my brother forever.

Today I told my brother off. He got mad and tried to be like the movies and when I went in his room he yelled ‘get out!!!’ and he ran out before I could say I was sorry. But I’ve been mean to him so much, I don’t think he would forgive me anyway. It seems impossible to be nice to him all day, although every once in a while, we have some fun. (NOT OFTEN) this continues and there’s not much I can change.

he is only 11 and i’m 19, but he is so hard headed and tries to twist my words, bring up the past, and argue everything i say. sometimes i think it would just be easier to ignore him those times and admire him (and show it) the rest of the times.

It’s hard to determine whether this goal is actually “done,” and of course it’s not a one-time thing. Still, I think I’ve made progress and I’m marking it as done.

I’m pretty sure I’m doing this. I don’t go out of my way to be annoying any more, which for me is an improvement. Unfortunately he hasn’t started returning the courtesy yet, but it can only be a matter of time. Next step: be outright kind, warm and fuzzy.

This can never really be ‘done’, it’s constantly a work in progress, but I’m confident it’s going well :)

My brother was in a horrendous car accident on the 4th of July, and died, but was brought back after 15 mins by paramedics. We all thought he was going to die, including the doctors.

Anyway, almost 4 months later, he’s healing rapidly and is back at home where he needs 24 hour care. I’m his primary caregiver, and have moved back home to take care of him until he’s better.

Sometimes I get angry when he gets attitude about his condition, or won’t work with me when I need him to stand or sit, etc. I feel terrible after I’ve been short with him, because I know that he would never choose to be like this.

So there you have it. I’m working very hard on being nicer – and more patient with him, and it seems to be going well thus far!