I still feel guilty about breaking my brother’s arm when I pushed him too much and he slipped from the bar he was swinging on.
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I still feel guilty about breaking my brother’s arm when I pushed him too much and he slipped from the bar he was swinging on.
Stop beating yourself up girl!!!
The bone is healed by now!!
You should talk to my sister! She feels NO GUILT for breaking mine.
Can you tell I’m still bitter?
Uhm…I broke my brother’s arm too. I don’t think I knew that we were both ‘mean’ sisters at one moment of our lives. His was due to my driving a golf cart. Oops
Mean!
Well, I also got so mad at my brother that I threw his Bible out of my car.
And then there was that other time when I ran over his dog. On purpose. And Lee was in the car with me.
(Hangs head in shame.)
To make peace after a fight, my brother and I used to leave things for each other outside the other’s door–any change we could get our little hands on, random toys. Quite cute, now that I think about it.
The thing I still feel guilty for–I used to tell my mom that I was adopted, that she wasn’t my mom. I even had an apartment complex picked out where my “real mom” lived with a cat (which conveniently had the same name as our own). I don’t think I ever said that I didn’t want to live with my mom, but I still can’t imagine what it would be like to hear your daughter say that you aren’t her mother.
I have to ask – was this a YOUNGER brother that you picked on?
I’m sure he’s forgiven you for that broken arm, though…
2 1/2 years younger.
He “grew up” when I went off to college. And got revenge by throwing me over his shoulder and spinning me around until I was unbelievably dizzy!
But, that’s not nearly as harsh as me breaking his arm.
i broke my brother’s arm when he was four and wouldn’t jump off the pump house behind our house. i was mad he said he’d jump and then he got scared and wouldn’t… so i “helped” him jump. then lied about it and said he fell, he agreed. our parents didn’t know the truth until he was in middle school and wrote a paper about it!
glad i have a partner in crime!
Are you serious about running over your brothers dog on purpose?! Did you kill it?
I still feel guilty about throwing the can of pledge at my sister with all my might and she ducked and it made a big hole in the front door instead. I didn’t break anyones limbs though.
Yes. I’m serious. I was a hormonal wreck back in the day… The dog lived. I just rolled it under my car. It got up and ran home behind us.
will you run over my dog?
please.
Holy smokes!
i get this. i still feel guilty about some things too.
so get this…when i was young my brother broke MY arm. my mom couldnt take me to the doctor so my aunt finally did the next day…they had to re-break it. im still mad at my bro.
That is bizarre, only because I think you and a very very very best friend of mine have lived the same life… Which is probably why I understand you so well.
i HAVE to meet this very very very best friend of yours!
I hope one day you do. You’ll like her! She can’t wait to meet you either.
i like marshmallows.
um
This post got weird even by my standards…
ouch.
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