Brother drives me nuts!

[Scottie]

I am 21 and I share a room with my 19 year old brother we have done since he was born but now I am tired of it.

 

He’s always in the room, either playing his guitar, on the ps2, listening to music on his laptop or watching the TV. I don’t get a look in. I spent most of my time on my PC. If I do manage to watch TV then he’s sat right behind listening to music or he starts strumming on his guitar. All I want to do is sit down, relax and chill out. I work in a physiatric hospital so sometimes all I want is to chill on my own. But it never happens. I’ve tried talking to my mum but she won’t have a word said against mummy’s little darling. I can’t afford to move out yet, I don’t see why I should anyway, I pay rent and he doesn’t although he finds cash to pay for new clothes, cd’s, beer, holidays ect. I help out around the house when I can and he doesn’t and he’s home more than I am. But again she won’t have a word said against him.

 

Its driving me nuts and I don’t know what to do about it!

[FleshNBones]

Get a TV tuner for you PC. You can also get a TV tuner for a LAN network so you can watch wherever you want.

 

I recommend doing something outdoors. If it is warm outside, go fishing, cycling, running, or whatever. If it is cold, go skiing, or showboarding. You can take up a sport like tennis.

[OnlyJake]

If all that crap wasn't in your room, he wouldn't be either....

[Nos]

Take this from personal experience:

Move out. It seems like a huge step, but it can be as quick or gradual as you would like it to be.

I remember being in this situation with my sister. I was forced into sharing a room with her when I was 21 and she was 16. (I was living with my grandmother but her house caught fire and we both (grandmother and I) had to move in with my parents and my sister.)

It turned into annoyance at first. I went to my parents and they just told us to get along. Having lived on my own before, it seemed ridiculous. I felt like a 10-year-old.

Then annoyance turned into unbelievable. She not only had the most annoying form of music playing at any given time, but she invited her friends over and they sat in our room, even when she wasn't home. On one instance, I had $100 go missing from my jewelry box. I was pretty sure which one of her friends took it, but I had no way of proving it.

Getting my own room was not an option. My parents shared a room, my grandmother had the room across the hall from us and that was it. It was either share a room with my sister or my grandmother. I'm not sure which would have been the lesser evil.

As time passed by, it became clear to me that if I wanted any rights in my home, I would have to have my own home.

Luckily, I had a friend who was looking for a roommate and I moved in within a month. (I also had a job that could support my living expenses.)