Background on my cousin: he is a little older than me, he doesn’t have to work unlike me, his family is richer than mine, he’s taller than me, he’s stronger than me, he’s more athletic than me, he’s vastly more attractive than me, and he lives in a better part of the us then I do.
my cousin and I used to be very close. My family says we used to be like brothers. I stopped talking to him after he got his first girlfriend. I hated her and everything she stood for. She was just a reminder to me that I was the family failure and he was the golden child in my family. I already knew this fact because before me my mother was the disappointment in the family and my uncle was the favorite. He lived across the country and whenever my cousin would come visit, He would bring his whore of a girlfriend who barely spoke English and stay at my grandparents house and probably have sex with her on my grandparents guest bed. Before he got his girlfriend, I would use their guest bed all the time because I never got along with my mom’s boyfriend and I would stay at my grandparents a lot because of that. After the first time he brought her over, I stopped doing so because I would rather suffer in my house than sleep in the same bed my cousin fucked some girl in. My grandparents always talk about how great he is and whenever they do I just mentally clock out of the situation and excuse myself to go sit in the recliner away from everyone. My cousin and his parents and girlfriend recently came up for this past Thanksgiving and of course, stayed in my grandparents house and he probably fucked this new girlfriend in that same bed he fucked the original. My mom expected me to act like me and my cousin were best friends for my grandparents but I just couldn’t. Just seeing or hearing about him with a girlfriend makes me furious unlike anything else does. So, when the family had dinner the night they arrived here, I refused to talk to him. I refused to have any conversations with anyone in protest of him bringing some stupid bitch. I left early because I texted my friend to come pick me up from the restaurant and we drove around for a while while I complained to him about my cousins new whore. When I came home my mom was pissed at me and yelled at me and wouldn’t let me live in down even now. On thanksgiving I was looking forward to seeing my other cousin. He is also an incel and I wouldn’t be surprised to see him on here but unfortunately he couldn’t come because his mother wouldn’t come. I had nobody else I actually liked that was supposed to come so I sat alone in the side room watching my phone until my mom decided we could go home. She was mad at me for not talking to anyone. I genuinely don’t understand how I can be related to someone so much better than me in every way. Its just not fair
my cousin and I used to be very close. My family says we used to be like brothers. I stopped talking to him after he got his first girlfriend. I hated her and everything she stood for. She was just a reminder to me that I was the family failure and he was the golden child in my family. I already knew this fact because before me my mother was the disappointment in the family and my uncle was the favorite. He lived across the country and whenever my cousin would come visit, He would bring his whore of a girlfriend who barely spoke English and stay at my grandparents house and probably have sex with her on my grandparents guest bed. Before he got his girlfriend, I would use their guest bed all the time because I never got along with my mom’s boyfriend and I would stay at my grandparents a lot because of that. After the first time he brought her over, I stopped doing so because I would rather suffer in my house than sleep in the same bed my cousin fucked some girl in. My grandparents always talk about how great he is and whenever they do I just mentally clock out of the situation and excuse myself to go sit in the recliner away from everyone. My cousin and his parents and girlfriend recently came up for this past Thanksgiving and of course, stayed in my grandparents house and he probably fucked this new girlfriend in that same bed he fucked the original. My mom expected me to act like me and my cousin were best friends for my grandparents but I just couldn’t. Just seeing or hearing about him with a girlfriend makes me furious unlike anything else does. So, when the family had dinner the night they arrived here, I refused to talk to him. I refused to have any conversations with anyone in protest of him bringing some stupid bitch. I left early because I texted my friend to come pick me up from the restaurant and we drove around for a while while I complained to him about my cousins new whore. When I came home my mom was pissed at me and yelled at me and wouldn’t let me live in down even now. On thanksgiving I was looking forward to seeing my other cousin. He is also an incel and I wouldn’t be surprised to see him on here but unfortunately he couldn’t come because his mother wouldn’t come. I had nobody else I actually liked that was supposed to come so I sat alone in the side room watching my phone until my mom decided we could go home. She was mad at me for not talking to anyone. I genuinely don’t understand how I can be related to someone so much better than me in every way. Its just not fair
