Context: I 19(f) live in a house with 7 people including my brother 15(m). My grandmother is usually the event “organizer” of the house, she does Christmas dinner gets us together for thanksgiving etc. this year she was visiting my aunt and her husbands family so she couldn’t organize Christmas dinner leaving me to get the house together in about a for Christmas Day. Usually everyone pitches in to cook their own part of the meal while my grandmother and I do the heavy lifting, however this time almost nobody was coming up with food and everyone was dragging their feet the whole week but my brother was especially bad. He refused to even try to come up with a dish and was very dismissive about the whole thing. Flash forward to the day before Christmas Eve the only one who has come up with a dish other than me is my uncle who decided on some cheese and crackers, at this point I’m making a whole ham, mashed potatoes, milkshakes, a peppermint chocolate cake, and four platters of cookies, my brother has wanted a ham for the last few Christmas dinners but nobody wanted to make it since not a lot of people in my family eat ham, but I figured I would make it as a nice gesture since I though he should have a main dish just for him at least once. My brother comes downstairs at 8.pm and me and my uncle are trying to get a last minute choice out of him, as per usual he is acting extremely dismissive of the whole thing so I reminded him that if he want to eat Christmas dinner he has to pitch in even if only a little bit and that holiday dinner is really important to me and I would like some help. He then told me that the whole thing is stupid and he doesn’t care about it at all and that it’s not a big deal, I reiterated that it is a big deal to me and that the rest of the family are pitching in in their own way and that he doesn’t get to be the only one not helping the rest of us. He continued to berate me and telling me that the whole thing is dumb until I started crying and he left me kinda just sitting there for an hour or two before coming back. After coming back we eventually settled on him making a green bean casserole and we both went to bed (mind you I never got an apology or anything close).

Now it’s Christmas Day and I wake up at 5 am to start cooking and continue to cook until about 4pm, as I’m finishing up making the cookie batter and preparing to start baking the cookies and making the cake I realized that he had not come downstairs to make the casserole. I texted him to ask when he was coming down to cook and did not receive a reply, so I went upstairs to ask him directly and he comes down and loitered around for a good hour before basically saying that it was too late to cook. I’m practically on the verge of a breakdown at this point but I hold it together and just ask for some help with the cookies so I can take a 20-30 minute break after hours of cooking (it doesn’t sound like much but I have EDS so my joints are on fire and I’m on the verge of throwing up). I go and lay down for about 30 minutes and I come downstairs and he has not only not prepped more than a single baking pans worth of cookies but has also burned the batch I prepared. I’m totally checking out of everything that is happing at this point so I just take over and finish the rest of the cookies and start on the cake.

After about 3 hours of cooking and putting the cake together I finally get to the frosting stage and realize that we forgot to get extra powdered sugar for the frosting, I decide to use granulated sugar I crushed in a mortar and pestle instead because i don’t really know what to do at this point. I make the frosting and it’s a bit to thick causing it to take the cake with it while spreading so it looks pretty bad, at this point after a whole day of stress and anger I’m on the verge of tears (red in the face eyes wet etc) because the centerpiece of the dinner looks like shit and I feel like shit. My brother proceeds to start making jabs at my cake sarcastically saying that it’s not THAT bad while laughing, I called him a dick and he said that I was overreacting and then starts taking pictures to send to him and his friends discord group chat. I’m full on crying at this point and just decide to go to bed after eating som ham and potatoes. A few months later I still haven’t received an apology and he brings it up whenever I mention making a cake even after telling him that I don’t find it funny and I’m still angry that he never even attempted to apologize, and he still says that I overreacted and that there’s no reason for me to be mad.

TLDR; brother being a dick over Christmas dinner takes pictures of my botched cake to mock me to his friends while I’m crying