TFW had to work to buy my own things since 16, had to pay entirely for college on my own

Have you tried putting a hidden camera in the bathroom and livestreaming it? Ask for donations from pedos on /b/.
You're welcome.

How did that work out?
Oh yeah, their leader and his lieutenants shot and poisoned themselves, including their pets, to avoid trial and retribution.

And a new leader was immediately appointed for the sole purpose of officially surrendering to the encroaching allied forces descending on Berlin.

boooooooo hoooooooo

fuck it, you have a huge advantage because u have to mindset to pay for your shit, your sister doesnt and she probably will never be rich. you parents did you a favour, you are not spoiled.

>implying pedos are gonna donate for porn if its already free

thats a shit fucking bussiness model, you have to make it a paid livestream or some shit, all pedos are already browsing in tor and noone is gonna risk money transaction if they can avoid it

Damn dude. How did you piss off your rich parents?

You start the thread, and it's bitcoin donations or cam gets cut off.
Pay for play...

Like a kickstarter for pedos...
Or just get screencaps or webms and post racier stuff as you pass certain milestones...

10/10 for no ethical argument though.

>I hate to sound like a whiny bitch
>bumps own thread even though no one is interested
>posts this on Veeky Forums
now you do sound like a whiny bitch

You're adopted.

>tfw this is me

I think my parents went soft over the years, my middle sister has way less pressure than me, and the younger one is spoiled af

On the bright side thanks to their rigid upbringing and pressure i'm doing quite good, have leanrt much more than my sisters and will probably be much better off

desu i'm extremely grateful to them, and they always helped when i needed it. I think since you are the first born you are kinda like an experiment, since they only know how to raise you from how they have been raised by their parents and from books, etc. There's also the fact that you are a man, and are expected to be able to provide, so they can't really spoil you.

OP it could be worse... You could be me... Let me explain...

My family is dysfunctional... In fact, life for me and my siblings has not been well mainly because were left in the care of a Mother who was batshit insane. Divorce sucks...

None of us came out of the period when our mother had custody of us mentally well. In fact, my mothers family has an assortment of mental issues. So after she got caught for Child Abuse (Both physical and mental - we were brainwashed), my Dad got custody of us.

The one who suffered the worst was my Brother. Because of the abuse, he would hide under the desks in first grade and got beaten the most. It's probably why his Bipolar Disorder is so severe.

After my Dad got custody of us, he got his mom - Our Nana - to come help take care of us. Eventually she would leave because my Mom pulled some BS and for some reason I got blamed for it. By that time my dad found a GF and his future wife. She would be a good stepmom, but not perfect either.

Over the years, my brothers condition got worse. Before we were able to diagnose him and he got proper medication for it, he broke our Stepmoms leg. He was very violent and being around him did not help my trauma of past abuse because yelling scares the shit out of me. Usually when I was yelled at, it meant I was going to get beaten by Mom and punishments were shared. That meant if one of the kids was in trouble, we would all get it and it got so bad that by the end she was using a 2 by 4 because she broke wooden hairbrushes and plastic handles on brooms. She resorted to a belt once, but ended up hurting herself.

Even after receiving medication, my brother was still acting up. He would sneak into the fridge and dig into food in a manner that was unsanitary. For example, if he wanted to get into a block of cheese he would bite into it and put it back. He would always get it into trouble like he always had since he was 5 yet he was a 12 year old teenager doing this...

Over the years he would get into loud arguments with my parents and eventually he would fight with them every day. Because of this, it left little time for them to spend and contribute to the well being of his siblings. Also, my dad was always stressed coming home from his job. Even though he was in a white collar profession (Electronic Engineer and I mean computers), he would be constantly belittled and reminded by his peers that he had no collage degree. That meant he had to work at least twice as hard to prove to them that he was not only qualified for it but also better then their PhD because he had been working on the stuff since the early 1980s in Air Force.

So everyday, my Dad would come home stressed and sometimes a little angry because someone at his job did or said something stupid. Within 1 hour to as short as 30 minutes of his coming, my brother would start arguing with him or have to talk him because he got in trouble. My dad would instantly start getting angry and they'd start fighting. It wouldn't be so bad if the person you were arguing with was irrational and stupid. It can be summed as one of the things my dad says often in those arguments.

"It's sounds like I'm talking to a brick wall."

Because of this I had to suffer. I was forced not to talk to my Dad because he's always angry not to mention stubborn and absolute. In fact it continues to this day. These are things are what I had to suffer through because my brother is insane:

I slept on a bad bed for 2 years. My box spring broke at one point, but it was still something I could sleep in The middle of it caved after I accidentally plopped on it too hard. However a year later it began deteriorating badly and other parts of it broke. It got to the point were sleeping in it was not making things good for my back and I was resting enough. This was really bad as my job at the time was night shift so I struggled to get enough sleep. My brother though...

>>posts this on Veeky Forums

would always be begging for a new bed because he would literally piss it away. He had a bed wetting problem because of his medication and was too lazy to get up to deal with it. There were a couple times I caught him awake and it was obvious he had to pee. He would never go to the bathroom to take care of it.

Of course, my Dad would get loudly angry about this and complain about money. Even though he had a good job, he wasn't getting paid enough to support a family in SoCal. This was due to him not having a degree.

So on the day I consider that my bed sucks and "This shit won't do no more", my brother asks my dad for a new bed. I decide to keep my mouth shut and decide to wait a couple months because of "money" and figure my brother won't be able to fuck a bed in quick order. He does and this goes on for a year. I am never able to ask my dad for a new box spring.

Near my birthday, my Stepmom says she'd buy me a futon. I'm very happy to hear this because it means she noticed. It wasn't obvious that something was wrong with my bed because it was on the far side of the room I shared with my brother. and you can't see the depression of the box spring because the bed was able to hide it. So she orders one online from Wal-Mart. It comes in and it turns out to be shit. We don't have to open it know that because the box for it was so small that you could tell the padding included in it was minimal and the construction materials were crap. She tells me she will buy better one.

Meanwhile when all this is going, I've deiced it's time for me at the age of 22 to learn how to drive. So when my Tax Returns come in that year, I use it to take a driving lessons. My parents - or more like my stepmom - said they will help me practice after I take the course. I assume my Dad knows this and as usual he doesn't since my Stepmom had bad habit of not communicating with about some important matters about me. She did that...

Wow I did not read any of this shit, if you're life is these bad that you need to make 3 walls of text (and counting?) on a Japanese sushi making forum you need to stop whining like a little fucking bitch and figure your shit out son

because she wanted me to talk more to my Dad. Her reasons for this because of how the behind the scenes matters of the divorce affected our relationship. She was right and had good intentions, but poor execution. Plus she said wouldn't help me practice because she was scared of doing it. In fact She's scared with all the kids and it's based on her experiences growing up. She figured we'd be worse then her among other reasons although none of them due to any mental issues. (HOWEVER THERE IS NO WAY ANYONE IN OUR FAMILY WANTS TO PUT OUR BROTHER BEHIND THE WHEEL!) I would have to ask my Dad myself for help.

So my remember how my Dad would always come home stressed? Well by the time I started asking for help practicing so I could take my drivers test, my dad had gotten to the point where he would be stressed from sun up to sun down. If I even bothered talking to him while he was trying to decompress about anything, he would lose it. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?" Of course, I'd say nevermind but being he was stubborn he wouldn't quit until he heard what i had to say. Even if it was something innocent. However, the issue of getting my license wasn't something I could drop. I viewed it as important because in my mind it would allow me to eventually get out of my Night Shift job and onto something more stable that would allow me to go back to collage (an entirely whole 'nother story).

So the first time I ask my Dad for help, he asks... Well actually I don't remember except being sacred because of the yelling and confused to what he was talking about. All I know is this I went through the conversation feeling like I'm missing something. Eventually I give up and decide to talk to him another night when he was calmer.

Unfortunately these nights were few and far inbetween with my brothers constant bickering. It was 2 months on average that I would end trying to talk my Dad on nights when he seemed calm enough to talk to. He never was...

This is similar to my situation, and I don't give a shit because I'm not a loser. I also didn't ask my parents for help and my sister did when she went to college.

I don't understand how this is Veeky Forums related either.

and would instantly lose it. It would take 3 tries for me to finally figure what his concerns were and that was how to pay for my insurance. After I figured that part out, I offered to pay for it. His reply was always, "With what money!?" as if I never made enough to cover it or like had no job. Later conversations revealed he was also concerned with me wrecking the transmission of any of the 6(!) cars we owned. One of the cars was a old 1993 Minivan with automatic transmission. That never made sense even though it was the only car we had to haul the family.

I at one point suggested getting my own car and that I would pay for it, through a loan of course. If there was one fallacy in my thought process, it was this one. I thought I could get a cheap used car worth $2-$3 K and get a loan for it. However, that's not how auto loans work and they have limits on how old the car can be before they give you one.

When it came down to it, I was arguing with an angry person who was irrational and would not take a second to talk reasonably with his son even if that son was being a little clueless. In the final conversation (about 2 years of it), it finally came out...

"YOU DON'T NEED TO DRIVE!" That's when I knew that was it and I should move out try to make things better on my own.

TL;DR
So for two years, I didn't get a bed because I was too scared to ask because I was always arguing with my Dad over getting a license in a house that was always on edge because of a psychotic brother.

There were other things I had to give up because of my brother that I shouldn't have OP. So your sister gets pampered? If you read any of my story, then you would realize that at least your sister isn't sabotaging your life. That's the only reason you should ever complain about a sibling.

tfw beings who fight for their existence are stronger than parasites
tfw you're still little bitches for whining
tfw I love you all for being so strong
tfw you can all stop tfwing and shut the fuck up now

Ya know...

I thought about replying to your post angrily. Nope, not gonna do that and it's not really going to do nothing for me. I'm going to be better man about this...

This series of posts is for OP and any other person who feels, well... I guess you can say entitled. It's not for you and I have to ask rather bluntly...

Why do you have to be bitch about it?

At this point in my life, talking about this is painful. I had two opportunities to escape the pitfalls of my current life situation, but I made the decisions I made because I thought i was doing the right thing. The painful part is not the decision to not take advantage of those opportunities, but that the people I expected to do what they were supposed to didn't.

As of now, I am doing what I can with what I have. It's all can do for better or worse. I've had my shit figured out for a while now but my options are limited. If your still going to be angry or lack empathy, don't bother commenting. Again it's not for you, it's for OP and others like them...

you should have gave your step mom attention and make her feel loved. then fuck her.

You're a man, so fuck you.

She has a pussy and eggs and shit like that, and she's being taught that she can get free shit for it.

So it is, so it's always been, so it will always be.

>he thinks life is fair

youtube.com/watch?v=wkrLwPtEQ9c

>le life isn't fair so be quiet and take it bitch maymay

Obviously your parents believe you're capable of more, OP.

Of course, everything you're doing here with this post is kind of proving them wrong..

Listen man, you have your life, you don't have your sister's life. It all comes out in the wash, ya know?

Exactly.
Spoiled entitled children will face the truth later in their 20s and 30s when there's no one to offer free shit. Well, one might find a ultimate beta male to orovide her lifestyle , but do not waste your time on this case.

Fuck man, I can't even imagine how shit that situation would be. You have my sympathy, not that it really means anything. If I was anywhere near socal I'd help you with your driving and moving out.

hey I just wanted to call you a bitch and to grow the fuck up. reading that was pathetic. you will never get anywhere in life because you constantly view yourself as a victim. no one gives a fuck about victims. people love success stories. be a success story.

not "wahhh my bed was too hard, my brother is mean, my dad is yelling at me.. "

you need to be strong. don't rely on anyone. take care of yourself. use what advantages you do have, to make it a little easier on yourself.

aka, you have a place to sleep.

tl/dr, don't be a bitch.

god damn is this biz or some fucking cry baby site.

Well, to be fair it's likely that he'll never be rich either

Life's not fair faggot. Once you realize this and use it to your advantage you'll finally succeed.

Also:
>retroactively comparing your 16 year old self to your sister now
You sound like a numale. Grow some balls and be happy for your sister.

She will also get all the inheritance.

Daily reminder that eldest child is practice child.

This is the worst thread on Veeky Forums.

Like seriously it's worse than crypto threads

>She will also get all the inheritance.

This op