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  • My brother and I have been best friends for most of our lives. He's so much fun to hang out with, has a great degree of emotional intelligence, and I'm just so proud of him.

  • I'm the oldest of a big (real big. Crazy big) family.

    I don't get along with all of my siblings, but more in a "we don't hang out" kinda way, not a "please die in a fire" way.

    Our family reunions are the stuff of legend. Days of hanging out; taking turns cooking meals for an army; hours spent swapping stories and just enjoying hanging out together.

    My best friend in the world is one of my brothers. I could spend years just hanging out with him. (I mean, we did, growing up, but I'm still not sick of it.)

    My siblings and I don't see eye to eye on everything. We all have gone down different life paths as the years have gone by. Some of us are very liberal and some are very conservative. Some of us live in major cities, others in the heart of the country. Some are atheists and some are devout.

    We aren't perfect. There have been cruel words spoken, tears shed. I've broken up fistfights (...and been in a couple myself).

    Growing up, my mother taught us how to talk things through. How to start from a fight and finish as friends. She set us an amazing example that I am trying to teach to my own children.

    My family is one of the best things in my life. I love my siblings and my parents. I know not everyone gets a happy family. My wife really didn't. I'm not sharing this to brag. I just want to say that... It's out there. A family that loves each other and largely gets along is possible. I don't know if we're a fluke of nature or a miracle of nurture.

    But next year is our family reunion. And I can't wait.

  • If that fucker wants a glass of water I might throw some ice cubes at his face, if I like him that day.
    But the second he needs a new heart I'll rip out mine with my own hands if I have to. (Don't you dare tell him that though, I'll deny even thinking about it)

  • Odd.

    I love my sibling - but they're kind of an asshole. There isn't any real malice behind it, or at least I'd like to think so, but they just do not consider the opinions, feelings or needs of others at all. A little bit of that is healthy. I'm talking to an unhealthy degree. It has repeatedly bit them in the ass, and was a major factor in torpedoing what could have been a good career before it could get going, so thoroughly that they'll likely never work in the field they trained for.

    In the last couple years, they've at least started to learn when it's best to just keep their mouth shut, but it was a long time coming.

    At their core, they are not a bad person, but I always find myself frustrated with something after spending time with them, which is upsetting. I really wish this wasn't the case.

  • My sister and I are incredibly close. She's my fave person ever. She was adopted the day before my 13th birthday. We say she's the best birthday gift I've ever gotten lol. She and I may bicker at times, but we will fiercely defend one another from bullies and whatnot. Someone I know spoke badly about her having autism and intellectual disabilities in my presence and I went off on them. You don't disrespect my sister. My sister once defended me in a similar situation when she mentioned my chronic pain condition.

    She has been taking excellent care of me lately because I am laid up with a broken ankle/leg that needed surgery to fix. I did the same for her when she had spine surgery.

    She and I share so much with each other. Probably more than anyone else but our mom. My sister constantly comes into the room I'm staying in to talk and show me her drawings. She talks about her friends and how they're doing and if she has plans with them. She'll read me the letters she's going to send to her friend who is in the military.

    She's the best. I get frustrated with her when she throws fits or doesn't listen to me when I try to help her handle the dogs, but that feeling is temporary.

    From the moment I met her, she was my favorite person. We put her in the car, she was 3 at the time, and she said "Mommy, Sissy, where we goin?" My mom and I broke into happy tears when we heard that.

    Gosh I love her so much.

  • I've two half-brothers in their early 20s.

    One ghosted me about 7yrs ago after our dad fell out with me.

    The other refuses to speak to me cos he thinks I should have been more "present" in his life.

    Both a pair of cunts in different ways. I've decided not to bother contacting them.

  • Our parents gave us authority over each other and that almost ruined my relationship with them, but as I started to operate separately from them, I've begun to miss them.

  • I went full no contact about a decade ago. After dealing with crippling lonelyness and finally figuring out how to manage my mental health I decided to open up again a couple years back. Some days are better than others. Most of my family is still a hot mess and not progressing toward any meanginful change. But they're there and I'm better at keeping their issues at arms length so it's not all bad. Nice to have people talk to, even if it's mostly about drama they got themselves into

  • I'm 42f and have two sisters, six and eight years older than me. I live (by choice, not necessity) with my mom and eldest sister, and our middle sister lives about 10 miles away with her husband and kids. We get together regularly and are very close. During my childhood I was the odd one out because I was so much younger, but the older we get, the closer we get.

  • I have 6 siblings, we're all just about evenly spaced at about a year and a half. I get along with some better than others but none are excluded.

  • Depends on which one. One is dead, some are distant, some close, two really close.

  • I'm an only child. My dad remarried and got divorced, but she had 2 kids. Does that still make them my step-sis and step-bro?

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