Hello,
I don't post online much but after seeing this thread, it seems like a good place to at least get this off my shoulders since it's been a lot to bear lately. I'm in my 20s, my older brother (who's now identifying as a trans woman) is in his late 30s. This all started about two years ago now. He's never had the best go at life, being a child of divorce and having two shitty dads. I think it really took its toll and we're just now seeing the ramifications of it all.
Over time, the rest of my family has been able to grow closer together and make amends with the past. Making right with my father (his step-dad) has been a challenge but we've never been closer as a family. Conversely, my brother has only fallen further inwards. We'll try to engage with him, invite him to dinner or just to hang out at the house, but always met with refusal. When I invite my parents to my house (he now lives in my upstairs office after being kicked out), he never comes out and refuses to make a peep; just stays in his room and watches YouTube or posts online somewhere.
As a brother, I'll invite him to poker nights with my friends or, hell, to watch a movie downstairs just the two of us, but there's never any interest. The only things he'll engage in are Magic: The Gathering and redigested lolcow commentaries on YouTube (ironically enough). This hurts a lot since a lot of the formative media I consumed in my early years - books, TV, music, video games, Internet stomping grounds - are largely of his influence. I really thought we'd be kicking it playing PS1 JRPGs or something together by now. The parallels to drug addiction are really frightening. My mom says it's like he's killing himself in slow motion. I miss my brother, guys, I don't know what else to do.
Sorry if this doesn't have much structure, doesn't make sense, isn't pertinent or is gay and for fags. I don't really have anybody else to share this with pseudonymously. Thanks for your attention.
fixed some spelling sry