How did your sibling ruin your life?💔

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My older brother Jake systematically destroyed every relationship I ever had by pretending to be me online and sending horrible messages to my friends, girlfriends, and even job interviews.

It started in high school when my girlfriend Ava suddenly stopped talking to me. She wouldn't explain why, just said I was "disgusting" and blocked me everywhere. I was confused until weeks later when my friend showed me screenshots of messages "I" had supposedly sent her. Graphic, perverted texts asking for nudes and describing what I wanted to do to her. The messages came from accounts that looked exactly like mine, same profile pictures and everything.

Jake had been watching me type my passwords and creating fake accounts using my photos. He'd spend hours crafting messages designed to make me look like a creep or psychopath. He'd message my friends pretending to be me, saying I talked shit about them behind their backs or that I was planning to fight them. Within months, my entire social circle thought I was either a pervert or completely insane.

But Jake got more sophisticated. He started targeting my job applications. I'd apply somewhere and never hear back, which seemed normal until I got a call from a manager asking why I'd sent a follow-up email calling him a "worthless piece of shit" and threatening to "burn the place down" if I didn't get hired. Jake had been monitoring my email and sending psychotic responses to every rejection, making sure I'd never work anywhere in town.

The worst part was how he'd comfort me afterward. "I don't understand why people treat you this way," he'd say while rubbing my back as I cried about losing another friend or girlfriend. He'd offer to help me figure out what was wrong, all while planning his next attack. He even convinced our parents I was having some kind of mental breakdown because of all my "relationship problems."

Jake's masterpiece was destroying my relationship with Sarah, the first girl I'd ever loved. We'd been dating for six months when she started acting distant. Then she showed up at my house crying, holding printouts of Facebook messages where "I" had told her I was cheating on her with her best friend, that she was ugly, and that I'd only dated her as a bet. The messages were so cruel and detailed that even I almost believed I'd written them.

When I swore it wasn't me, Sarah said I was gaslighting her and that she'd already shown the messages to her parents and friends. Her dad called my house threatening to press charges for harassment. Jake answered the phone and played the concerned brother perfectly, apologizing for my "behavior" and promising our parents would handle it. He hung up and told me sadly that he'd tried to defend me but the evidence was overwhelming.

I became completely isolated. Jake had poisoned every relationship I had, and his fake accounts were so convincing that people thought I was either a master manipulator or genuinely disturbed. I stopped trying to make friends or date because I knew Jake would just destroy it. He'd won completely, and I didn't even know we were fighting a war.

The only reason I discovered the truth was because Jake got sloppy. He forgot to log out of one of his fake accounts on our shared computer. When I found it, I saw years of conversations where he'd pretended to be me. Hundreds of messages to my friends, girlfriends, potential employers, even my teachers. He'd kept detailed notes about my life so he could make the fake messages more believable.

But the most sickening part was a folder labeled "Operation Little Brother" with screenshots of every person crying or getting angry because of his messages. He'd been collecting my pain like trophies. There were photos he'd secretly taken of me crying after losing friends, with captions like "Mission accomplished" and "Another one bites the dust."

I confronted him with everything, and Jake just laughed. "You were always mom and dad's favorite," he said. "I just wanted to see how it felt to be the successful brother for once." He'd spent three years systematically destroying my life because he was jealous of the attention I got. He actually seemed proud of how thoroughly he'd isolated me.

I showed our parents everything, and they were horrified. Jake had to confess to everyone what he'd done, but most people didn't believe it or didn't care anymore.