50 Photos That Show What It’s Like To Have An Entitled Sibling

My sister is 25, and she woke up in a bad mood that day and let it out on me. She apologized later, but the damage is done.

He literally does not care. He seemed to think it was funny. He didn't even apologize, like at least say you're sorry.

After I realized this was gonna just keep piling up, I now have a set of dishes put aside, and that's all I'm gonna be using.

The dress code also explicitly says: no light/pale colors. My mother apparently also doesn't see a problem with it.

Saved them last second, gonna wash them and have yumies for days. They were harvested TODAY. She picked up the nicest-looking ones and set them on the table in a bowl. I hate seeing food go to waste like that.

My younger brother asked if he can stay in my room while I went away for three nights. He moved his pc in and slept here. I came back to a few dishes scattered and some water bottles around the room. Okay… annoying but no big deal. Turned on my tv and the screen is messed up. I asked him what happened and I won’t get mad but he said he did nothing. My tv had no problems at all before leaving. I’m crying out of frustration.

I guess he can keep it now. It’s from a matching set. Quite a nice towel too.

He just tears open the packet and sprinkles it into his mouth.

Ah, that’s my fault. There’s food at my parents' house, where she lives, but it’s all organic, and my sister doesn’t want that. She wants the pasta my roommate has.

I travel for work, the last time I saw the car was 2 weeks ago for maybe like 2 hours. And before that, maybe 2 months prior. Car was fine as I had just roasted the tires and done an oil change.

Turns out she's been using my car without asking. I just got home late yesterday and now have a trip to my parents' place at some point today as she refuses to bring the car over.

I will not be giving anything of value to her for the foreseeable future.

Oh yeah, he’s already insisted that it was there before he borrowed it….

It matters because light brown sugar tastes plain and dark brown sugar has more of a mollasses taste. Also it matters in baking and cooking.

The childhood dog died today. I live across the country, and no one except my brother decided to tell me about it. I feel he could have done a better job at breaking the news to me.

This phone has been alive for 10 years with little to no problems, and that isn't starting today.

The interesting thing is that he didn’t smell before the shower. Frankly, he looked clean, but the residue left behind would beg to differ.

Her boyfriend lives with his parents. I’m the only one she knows with my own place and she does this all the time.

My mum didn't care what paper he used.

The thing is, he borrowed them without permission.

I only ask for him to get permission from our parents and a valid reason for taking it.

She leaves them on the counter like all of her fruit peels and trash.

She bites, slaps, and scratches. She even punched my shoulder, and I was like, "Really? Didn't feel a thing."

I am the only member of my family that isn't a feral stray, if I'm honest.

My sister a**sed me since I can remember. She used to beat me, but when I got taller, she only a**sed me mentally.

I inherited a chunk of land, and so did my mum. So we decided that we'll buy an apartment for ourselves, and my sister will buy one for herself. Time goes on, and we finally moved in here, so I felt confident, and yesterday, when she started mistreating me, I stood up for myself. She got mad and started punching me. At first, I was hesitant, but I've decided that "she has no power over me anymore, it's my apartment." So I started defending myself. She then quickly realized that I'm not as weak as I look, so she let go of me. Sister then started yelling at me, "Get the f**k out of here," and I said, "No, YOU get the f**k out of here, this is MY apartment, not yours." So she moved out to our old house (she's renting her apartment)

Today, I had to grab some of my things from my old house because I forgot some of them. And then in my sister's room, I found my old mouse that had gone missing since the day I moved out (turned out that she took it). So today she came to my apartment to smash it. She then told me things like: "You don't have a sister anymore," or "I really hope you will die."

It says one mile, but there’s probably a good 25 left.

I got her to pay me back in full, and I have gotten extra money from her to cover my fuel expense for this week.

This is what it looks like right now (the spots that are cleaner in 1st photo is where the litter boxes used to be I moved them to start cleaning). My sister and I both have a cat, so we both take care of the cats. I do the food and water, and she does the litter boxes. She's been fussed at by our mom more than just once, and she says she'll clean it, then she never does.

This same thing happened when I used to do the litter, and she used to do the water and food bowls. She wouldn't keep those clean or feed them for half a day, and it got to the point algae kept forming in their water bowl cause she'd never clean it, so I offered to switch since she said I had the easier task, so we did.

Well, guess we can see how that turned out. I've also offered to just do all cat chores, but we got in an argument over that because I told her she could just take my other chore of doing the bathroom, trashcan, and I'd do both cat chores.
She didn't want to, though, because she says our mom would get mad. The thing is, our mom is angry anyway cause she won't clean it, and now I'm stuck cleaning it and dealing with the fact she's gonna yell at me later for cleaning it.

I grabbed it after smelling a bit of smoke. The sauce around it was boiling! It’s actually alright if you peel back the charred part, and it’s super tender, so thankfully it wasn’t completely ruined! In her words, “It’s definitely edible, so that means it’s fine.” She’s really sorry about it, and her quotes were a joke lol, thankfully it was saved.

She also gave it to me for “Christmas” two weeks late, but bought literally everyone else in my family something new.

He wasn’t planning on finishing them. He left them unclipped in my cabinet and was about to go home. I live in my own apartment.

My sister is just the "good enough" type. She has a learning disability, and she does a good job once she has clear instructions.

He’s been having mental health issues but won’t accept help from anyone in the family. Multiple threats to attack the family if we come to Colorado to help him.

Heard a loud snap, next thing I knew 2/3 of the apartment is dark, and now I can’t microwave my spaghetti o’s…

They’re new, so I’ll have to open at least half of them to check which is which…

This is his first shift for this work – he’s basically sanding wood boards for tiles the whole day.

We live in the same house. Our parents bought us our own chargers, one each, so we can charge our phones and tablets. He broke his I don’t even know how many months ago and I’ve been letting him borrow mine ever since. He hasn’t bought another one because he’ll have to pay for it himself.

He left the house while I was still asleep this morning. I told my dad and he didn’t seem too bothered that my brother basically stole it. He just told me to go down and buy another one that he can reimburse me for. I’m of course thankful that my dad is so generous that he’d still be willing to pay for it, but I feel like he’s missing the point.

My brother is naturally stubborn and it’s made worse because he has diagnosed level two autism. He genuinely never thinks he’s in the wrong. He thinks everyone who argues with him is gaslighting him or twisting things around. He does this sort of thing a lot, ever since we were kids. Since he was diagnosed about last year, he hasn’t been getting adequate punishment for this kind of behaviour because he can’t help it. I know it’s true, that he can’t, but it just makes me feel like he can walk all over me and not get any consequences.

My 3-year-old brother decided he wanted to play with my mini Newton's cradle that I won at an arcade, and got it tangled by the time we got home.

I mean, I'd eat them as quadruple stuf, but it's just so much sugar. So ultimately, no one eats them, and they all go to waste.

The monitor had already been hit at the top a couple of months ago, so it was already kinda messed up. I guess the brush was the nail on the coffin, and it just gave up. If not for it already being broken, it probably wouldn’t be destroyed. The crack is only internal, no outside damage.