I feel a bit angry. Today, I accidentally looked at my brother and so he got angry and shoved his fingers into my waist. Then he went back into his little "room" (which is even smaller than my parents' closet, believe me). Before you think that he's being locked in there, no, he went to live inside this little "room" by his own will. No one forced him to sleep, eat, or do his work in this little "room".
I am still angry, but at least he didn't punch me, hit me or scratch me in the waist like he used to do. I know, my family's messed up real bad. Sometimes, it feels like I'm living in an insane asylum. Well, as long as I avoid him, I think I'll be fine. I'm tired of people telling me to forge deeper bonds with my brother, because everytime I get close to him, he hurts me yet again. We've been at this game for over 20 years, and nothing good came out of it.