My brother (the golden child) estranged himself at the age of 18, our mother was a narcissist and our father an agressive bully, unfortunately my brother was an aggressive, narcissistic bully.
My mother banged on about my brother all the time, he was still wonderful despite the hurt he caused, no occasion was a happy one because he wasn’t there, she ruined my wedding, our sons baptism and more.
I was the scapegoat, my parents made my life a misery, I wish I had gone NC.
I tried but she made my life hell, phoning at all hours, threatening suicide, saying she would get my children put into care.
She told appalling lies to many people about me, there are still people that do not speak to me because they think I stole from her, treated her cruelly and plotted to get her money.
The truth is I was dutiful but not loving, I took her out once a week, had her for lunch every Sunday, cleaned her house etc.
I never took a penny from her, quite the opposite I subsidised her shopping trips.
She told me more than once the wrong child had gone.
There are of course two sides to every story.