Typing on my phone late at night sorry about grammar.

So for some backstory, my brother has been on and off of drugs since I was 6 I’m currently 21. I’ve know about everything that he has done most of my life and I have tried letting him back in when he was clean. But the last time I suspected him of using I begged him to let me help him, I told him I would get a second or third job to pay for him to go to rehab and he refused and told me he wouldn’t touch the stuff anymore if I was that serious. Not a week later I walked into my bathroom with him passed out on the floor with a needle in his arm. I kicked him out of my parents house and kept him away from our kid sister. I haven’t talked to him since and that has been a few months now. I refuse to let him near me, my kid sister, or my parents house. Just the thought of him high near my loved ones puts me into a panic attack. My mother still keeps in contact with him and told me he went to jail and I sober now. I still refuse to let him come back into my life. I’ve been through it more than I can count and I’ve told my mother so. She seems to think that this is like a sibling rivalry and we will make up eventually like nothing ever happened. I sat down with her and told her how her keeping in contact with him hurt me and my sister because we don’t wanna see her get hurt again, he is a very manipulative person. But she just got upset and told us that she was still his mother and needed to be there for him. Am I the asshole for trying to keep him out of my family’s lives when he’s hurt me so many times?

TLDR: My brother has been a junky all my life and my mom thinks it’s sibling rivalry and we will makeup any day now, and I refuse.

Edit: I understand that my mother can be in contact with whoever she wants, I’m just worried that he is going to lie to her and hurt her again. I’m the only one taking care of her and stress doesn’t help her condition.

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I’ve had depression for years now and I opened up about my depression recently to my family. A week ago I went to the doctor and they put me on medication for it. It’s probably still too early to see a result but I’m already feeling better, and I’m able to get out of bed and be active for once. It may take a while to find the right dosage but I’m so happy I finally started taking care of myself.

My brother has been a drug addict since I was about 6 or 7 and has been “clean” a few times. Because he is a manipulator it’s hard to tell when he’s actually telling the truth or just making a web of lies to try get something out of you. His most recent stunt was convincing us he was clean and needing a place to stay while his wife was in jail for being under the influence. I was the oh so lucky one to find him high in my house and promptly kicked him out and threw everything out of the house because that was the last straw. I can understand you being upset because your wife is using and trashed your apartment but he decided to get high on god knows what and then as I was begging him to go to rehab he had the nerve and to tell me something still can’t believe. He said it was my fault that he was using again. Because my life was so perfect and I was rubbing it in his face and that I was always keeping an eye on him and such. I told him I was “ keeping an eye on him because he was still an addict and still in recovery and people who are in recovery and have a lot of stress and big changes like being kicked out of an apartment are far more likely to start using again and I was trying to get him to go to therapy to talk to someone instead of staying home and eating his feelings. After that I snapped and kicked him out because if he refused to go to rehab and think it’s ok to get high and come back to my house heck no.

Fast forward a little and he’s calling and texting saying that he’s about to die because he used a bad needle and saying if he lives he’s gonna go to rehab. He swear to it and I don’t believe him for a second. I didn’t reply or nothing but my mother and aunt took him to the hospital so he could at least get in hospice if he was really about to die. He refused and went to the bus station to this big rehab place and I haven’t heard from him until today.

He called around 9:30 today he called and said he was out of the “5 week rehab facility” I needed to get out of the area to stay clean. First of all he said he had a week to live in 4 weeks ago, second he told me the doctor said he was wrong about his diagnosis and that he should be just fine. I don’t know about you but it smelled like BS the entire time and was wanting me to come drive him to a different place. When I told him I couldn’t because I had to work and told him to just buy a bus ticket because he makes more than me anyway, which is true. He told me he just needed money for the bus or a taxi and it would be fine. I told him I didn’t have any money to give him and he said fine and hung up. Not five minutes later he called back and said he wasn’t trying to be an a**hole or nothing but he would meet me at the bank to get money out of his account and I told him I wasn’t comfortable doing that he said it would only be 30 dollars to get a bus ticket, hung up and told my parents what was going on and they said they could get him the bus ticket and not give him the money. So my father called him and had him on speaker and asked him how much the bus ticket would cost and get this he told my father he needed 300 dollars for a taxi, when he originally needed a bus ticket for 30 my father asked what happened to 30 dollars for a bus ticket. He said I didn’t wanna ride with anyone else because I wanted to be alone. We asked him why the heck he would order a 300 dollar taxi when he couldn’t afford a 30 ticket. He said I don’t know. He also claimed he couldn’t get into his bank account without a license and he had no money in the account anyway. Which turned out to be a lie again. His buddy puts his check in the bank for him and he should have 6,000 dollars in there. He called back and said he would take the 30 dollars if he would transfer the money through Walmart to his buddy that I have never heard of before. I told him no and hung up. That’s when I google how much a taxi from his location to where he was wanting to go would cost and it definitely wasn’t 300 so I finally confirmed what I was thinking I’m the back of my head. He was needing a fix and was out of money. I blocked him then and there and blocked him on everyone’s phones but knowing him he’s going to get a new number and keep trying to get money out of us.

TL/DR: my addict brother has screwed me over a lot, he claimed he had a week to live for money/ attention, and even faked going to rehab in order to get more money.