21-year-old refuses to reconcile with parents who spent his childhood sidelining him for their adopted son: ‘Even if they take accountability, I'm not sure I would be open to restoring contact’

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  • Close-up of a young man looking upward on a blurred glass walkway with soft green light.
  • When I (21M) was nine my parents (51M/F) took in a seven year old kid as a foster kid, though not officially. My mom worked with his mom.
  • His mom had several issues and she no longer could take care of him. After me my parents weren't able to have more kids so my parents were willing to take him in. The whole thing sucked to be honest.
  • My parents told me I could either share my bedroom with him or I would need to move into the smaller room but I would get a new bed of my choice. When I asked why he
  • got my room regardless they said he deserved a little spoiling because he had been through a lot. I chose to move rooms which my parents weren't thrilled about and they asked me why I wouldn't want
  • to share with my new BFF and brother. From the jump they said he was going to be my brother now and a lot of our interactions over the next few months were about that. My
  • Young man seen from behind, looking over a river and hills beneath a pink sunset sky.
  • parents moved me out of my old room and they redecorated it for him and when he moved in I was supposed to be two weeks away from getting my new bed but then my parents
  • found out there were things he never had and so they told me the new bed was going to be delayed so they could buy him toys and other stuff he never had.
  • I never got the new bed and I resented that. My dad also stopped cooking my favorite dinner because the new kid didn't like it and they instead. added his favorite meal to
  • dinner rotation which I didn't like. They would get annoyed at me for not eating it. But the whole dish was mushrooms and mushroom sauce with pasta and fish. I hate mushrooms and always have
  • Young man in profile standing beside metal siding in warm sunlight, looking into the distance.
  • and my parents knew. They always took the mushroom element out of my food before he moved in.
  • Every weekend after he moved in we did family stuff chosen by the kid they took it. I never had fun doing the stuff he picked and my parents started to get mad at me for having an
  • attitude and making it obvious I didn't want to go. When I told them it was always what he wanted to do they said it was only temporary so they could make him feel welcome and wanted.
  • My mom extended her work hours after they took him in so we had more money. This meant neither parent had the same time as before and when
  • it came time to show up to activities for us, they always chose to show up for him and they dragged me along when they could. I had nobody at mine. I also had to listen to my
  • extended family talk non-stop about the new kid. They would ask me if I was excited to have a brother and they tried to make me talk about it in a positive or I guess happy way. Nobody asked about me anymore.
  • After a little more than a year I broke down in front of my parents about it. They laughed and told me I was being silly and he wasn't being favorited, he was just getting caught up
  • for lost time and that I needed to understand that their time was going to be split between us from now on. That's when I found out the adoption was going to happen soon, which turned out to be three months
  • later. It's also when they couldn't tell me when or how I'd get time with them again. They just found it really funny how I responded and it f ed me up.
  • So I started doing stuff without asking and they didn't notice. I played outside until late, then went to friends houses and stayed late at activities. My parents didn't notice or say
  • anything. So I started leaving when we were meant to go to see the extended family. I was supposed to be ready and in the car the day the adoption was finalized and I didn't go. I went to my friends house
  • instead and they only noticed when the judge asked about a photo with the immediate family and wondered where "the brother" was. They yelled at me when I got home that night and we argued. But after
  • that they didn't notice when I made myself gone for stuff.
  • It took a few years. I was 17. I guess some comments were made between different family members and my parents and they were all like . I was confronted and I told them I chose to avoid spending time
  • with them as a family since all they ever cared to talk about was the new kid and I was tired of talking about him. It brought up the adoption day and I told them it wasn't something I was celebrating so
  • I wasn't about to go. They said it was like I didn't want my brother and I told them he's not my brother. I told them he's the kid that came in and replaced me. Everyone tried to
  • tell me it wasn't true but I pointed out all the stuff (and there's more than I could mention here).
  • At 18 I went to live with my best friend and I have been no contact with them since. They were angry with me for not getting over myself and joining
  • back in with stuff when they realized and told me they loved me and wanted me there. But going no contact eventually felt final enough that they are now reaching out
  • on social media and through email. I haven't replied yet and I don't know if I should. I don't want to reconcile. I have a family now through my best friend. They have a family through the kid they adopted.
  • My therapist helped me write out a response to them if I decide to send one. But I'm not sure yet if I want to or not and I'm looking for advice to see what people think.

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