Iin2be terrified at thought of looking after my brother in far future?
See also: http://isitnormal.com/story/is it normal to-wish-your-brother-would-die-given-the-following-vlongsoz-58735/
A few nights ago, we had a conversation and he said the following "The truth is we aren't very close, but we are fond of each other as we do different things altogether."
I responded with "...if you say so", and I think stuff went downhill from there.
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One thing I am more terrified of than anything else is when my parents are too old to be able to really look after the two of us [We're both in our mid-twenties].
I feel like the burden of taking care of him would be placed on me if he wasn't going to end up in a care home.
I feel like everyone around him is being too soft on him and that he needs tough love and probably even abuse to make him see just how much wrong he is doing.
In some ways he seems intelligent and possibly even perceptive, but in others he seems to me like an incomprehending, mentally retarded robot. I believe he understands a lot less than his vocabulary let on.
Mum reckons he would just live on junk food and be ont he computer all day if she and the staff in his home didn't try and help him become healthier and provide activities for him. I think they should let him just get fat and live like a creepy, socially inept, physcially and mentally ill, smelly recluse because he never even tries to help himself.
I almost want to have to take care of him so I can then neglect him and he will eventually realise he has to help himself instead of being a parasitic wasp.
I'm not too worried about being arrested myself were I to allow neglect to happen; I just want him to suffer.
Then again, I don't want to because of the responsibility and having to keep in line with the law.
I am honestly amazed that he has managed to live as long as he has.
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Someone in the post I made in the link at the top of the page said I should use my knowledge of autism to try and have empathy for him and make the best of what little contact we have.... but I don't know how or where to start when I hate everything he likes and he doesn't know or care about stuff I like; our understandings of the world are radically different and his very existence annoys the fuck out of both me and my mum at the very least.
I honestly do not understand how she can put up with him.