Is OTHER wrong in the post ? POST : Okay, so this is a bit of a read and I'm on mobile so, sorry in advance for shitty formatting. 

I would like to start this whole wall of post out by saying I love my brother to death, I really do. In fact, what's so frustrating is our family loves him more than he loves himself it seems like.  But anyways, let's get on with the story. 

My brother is 21 years old,  I'm 18 years old. He's has been moving between my grandparents house and my parents house for the last 4 years. And for about the past year my parents have been making me pay rent to sleep in my room. Which isnt a problem, but since hes moved back in I've been coming home every day and  sleeping in the floor, and not being able to play my xbox when I want to is very frustrating when he doesn't help me pay anything at all.  Today were gonna talk about the most recent move back- in. Here's how yesterday went.

I was coming home from working my 8th 12 hour shift in a row and I was really tired. (he called into work for the 4th time since starting his job 1 month ago.)  As soon as I walked into the house the conversation went like this. 

Brother-"hey wanna go with me to trade my car?"

Me-"Not really, I'm super tired"

Immediately the conversation went downhill and got physical. This is what followed. 

Brother-"See this is exactly what I'm talking about you never want to do anything with me"

Me-"i just got done working 12 hours dude I'm tired and I want to eat something"

At this point hes started doing off on a rant about how "you're gonna die alone because all you care about is yourself."  

I don't really know what to think because he's right, I really dont care about cars or learning about them or going to the car meets like he always begs me to go do with him, but like I'm always so tired and the car meets are kind of of long drive away and they end later than I'd like to be out. I usually don't take days off from work either. (6:30/6:30)

Back to the story he started pushing me and not letting me open the fridge door or the pantry. So, I decided I would just go to my girlfriends house and cook some food with her. 

I went upstairs to MY room to grab my new chessboard and he stood in the way of the steps and wouldn't move. So we got into a shoving match on the stairs. I ended up just jumping over the railing of the stairs and running outside. I got in my car and he gets on the fucking hood of my car, and that's it. He just sits there and has the dumbest smile on his face. I have a video too of him on the car and me yelling at him to get off. 

Well long story short my mom called me asking what happened between us and now they're throwing him out again. 

He has no problem sleeping in a car but I dont want him to do that, this is like the 50th time something like this has happened and he always gets thrown out and ends up coming back because I keep feeling bad like I'm a dick for not being the best brother I can be. 

I've given him everything, my room, my bed, 
SO.MUCH.MONEY, and he just does stuff like this and idk I just feel like the asshole for throwing my brother out onto the streets.  What do you guys think?


