springy I know what you mean about recognising it! I read Cog's post of 20:00, and she was describing my brother exactly.
saltnpepa Our upbringing was emotionally abusive. I was the scapegoat, he was the golden child. So although we both recognise he was the 'favourite' in our family, it's only been since reading around this, that I I've realised that this was just as damaging for him as it was for me, but in a different way.
Ultimately, he has internalised our parents messages that he is always right and to be pandered to, and I am always wrong and to blame. He feels resentful that he didn't have the family he thinks he deserves and he has impossibly high, and unrealistic, expectations of what 'family' means and, having no other family (dad is dead, both already NC with mother) all of those expectations fall to me. And it would be impossible for me to meet them without neglecting not only my own needs, but also my children's. In his world he, and want he wants, is all that counts. And he doesn't always appear selfish, because if he decides that what he wants is to feel important by helping someone else (e.g. me) then help he will, whether or not it is convenient or appropriate.
The bottom line is, I understand my family's dysfunction perfectly well. I understand where my dad's dysfunction came from, I understand some of my mother's dysfunction. I understand how that brought one vulnerable person (my father) into the clutches of an inadequate emotional abuser (my mother). I understand how that played out in their relationship and into their parenting styles. I understand exactly how that manifested in our lives and how it impacted on both my brother and myself. I understand how it underpins every decision I make in my life - even when I reject it, I can still feel the pull, I just know I need to try and ignore it and I understand that it's destroyed the relationship I could have had with my only sibling...
The bottom line is, I understand all of it, but it makes no difference. My dad is dead and I'm NC with my mother and my brother. I have no other family (both parents only children so no aunts/uncles/cousins) except for my children. I'm essentially all alone in the world (because I'm also incapable of having/sustaining romantic relationships on the back of it) but do you know what, without that toxicity in my life, I'm happier than I've ever been.
As my ex would say, you might well understand why a tiger is going to eat you, but you're still not going to stand in it's cage with it. Understanding won't make it any better.