You can pick your friends. Sometimes you are cursed with your family. Sometimes family needs be culled.

I have a sister born on my first birthday. All through school she was a conning, two faced manipulative little bitch. She spent more time and effort trying to figure out how to get me and our younger brother to do her chores, than it would have taken to just do them.

Then she would lie and tell school mates or relatives how terribly abused she was.

After marriage, she and her husband made a life of conning people and taking advantage of other's good nature.

She showed her ass in a major way in 1980, her husband backed her up and threatened physical violence. That is the last time I have spoken to her. There is nothing to be gained from associating with her and her husband except more unhappiness and misery. We have been in the same room many times since then. But she is shunned.

Do what your conscience allows to make you content. You can not change who or what your brother is.

People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.