Unfortunately this problem plagues my family. When my siblings and me were young my brother who is 11 months older than me used to physically attack me and my younger brother who is two years younger than myself. These attacks happened all day everyday. Both our parents worked so during breaks from school and after school us kids fended for ourselves. And every unsupervised moment of our young lives my older brother physically attacked us. We never had a quiet moment and all day everyday was spent trying to get him off of us and saving each other from him. I remember calling my mom at her job, when the receptionist transfered our calls to my mom’s office we would always be screaming begging my mom to talk to my brother and tell him to let us be. My moms response was the same each time we called (and we would call numerous times everyday). She would say “ok now let me get back to work” then she’d hang up.
But each evening when she walked into the house even though more often than not the first thing she saw as she entered the house was brother holding one of us in a headlock while the other was screaming at him to let go and leave us alone, still all my mom would say was that my younger brother and myself needed to stop picking on my older brother. She would scold me and my younger brother for calling her at work too many times. And never did she ever say anything to my older brother in regards to him stopping his physical attacks on us. It took many years before I realized that my mom was using my older brother as a tool to physically abuse my younger brother and myself. It’s called abuse by proxy.
And this situation still happens to this very day.
Ten years ago I learned what was really going on between my mom and my older brother.
My mother has been sexually abusing my older brother and they continued to have sexual relations together through out my brother’s life.

Although there’s not been an official diagnosis, I strongly believe that my mother has NPD.

My mom allowed my brother to remain living with her in her home until he was 60 years old. He suddenly dropped dead at age 60.
My brother was a loser and he partied every day of his life. My mother is a psychopath, after my brother suddenly died my mother told me that she wishes I had died instead of my brother.
My mom is the worst type of abuser.
I’ve tried to warn members of my family but none of them will listen to me.

I’m so sorry you are going through this ordeal. I hope you will consider talking to a professional about what has happened and take measures to protect yourself. We care about you. Shirley