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The original was posted on /r/AmItheAsshole by /u/blamethyself on 2023-06-26 09:23:51+00:00.
A few weeks ago I 17m was moving some furniture from upstairs with my little brother 15m. My family was moving at the time and our parents were asking us go help move the furniture.
Amongst this furniture was an old kitchen table, a couch, and some bed frames.
My little brother and I grab the couch and begin to move it down the stairs. It’s a heavy couch and my brother isn’t the strongest. He’s holding the end at the top of the stairs and I’m near the bottom. The couch slipped from his hands and rammed me into the wall.
I wasn’t injured too badly but I still have major pain in my rib cage area. A breakage. It sucks but it was an accident and it happens.
Ever since then my brother has been really ashamed of himself. He thinks he’s the reason I hurt so bad. He’s been really annoying since then. He comes into my room to check up on me. That’s cool.
What isn’t cool is his constant apologizing. His constant it’s my fault attitude. He can’t go a moment without seeing me without feeling bad that a couch crushed me because of him. Last night he was in my room with me and he cried about how it’s his fault.
I’m sick of this. Yes the couch slipped from his hands but the same could have happened to anyone. The whole reason I had him grab the end at the top of the stairs was actually because I feared the couch would slip from my hands and crush him at the bottom.
Again, it could have happened to anyone. I got sick of his crying to I told him that his blame myself attitude needs to fuck off forever. It’s better I get crushed instead of my little bro. It was an accident and I told him to fucking get over it.
He left the room and I didn’t see him until the morning when the family sat down for breakfast. He didn’t look at me but at his food the whole time. After breakfast my mom speaks to me alone. Brother told her about what I said and that I just made him cry even more and that I need to be more careful with my words. My brother is on the spectrum and more sensitive to words like that than others.
Perhaps mom is right but I’m just sick of my brother’s constant blame myself attitude. AITA?