I (16f) cut off my brother (23m) 2 months ago. My brother (we’ll call him Jake) moved back into my parents home around a year ago I believe and I wasn’t comfortable with it. Not only because of what he did when I was younger but he genuinely was annoying, had a short temper, and was inappropriate with jokes and comments. For context when I was 7 or 8 my brother (who was 15-16 at the time) came in my room one night and undressed my bottom half to touch me. It makes me sick to even write that. I woke up and said “ what are you doing?” And he tried to hide beside my bed. I’m not sure what happened after that but I remember that interaction very vividly and it replays in my head often. After that day my mom would try to keep him away from me but at the time I don’t think I understood what was happening. I only recently realized what he did and since then I haven’t liked being around him. He has done small things since then, like one time at a hotel it was only me and him in the room (the rest of my family was heading to the pool) Jake knew I was getting my bathing suit on but tried to push open the bathroom door. I’m not sure what he said maybe “hurry up” or “let me in” I said “hold on” and had to push the door very hard for a while before he let go. I didn’t have my top on and in that moment I was genuinely terrified. Anyways, he moved out around a year ago to live with his gf (19f) we’ll call her Sara. After living with her for a while his political view changed a lot (which I don’t care about). But every time him and Sara would come visit she would start talking about politics which my family would disagree on except for Jake who would defend her. On my birthday (February) I said I didn’t want Jake or Sara coming over but my brother (20m) invited them without letting any one else know. (He has autism so I guess he didn’t think anything of it) I was sitting with my family in the living room when they walked in. I wasn’t happy to see the, but wasn’t going to say anything and tried to make it a fun time with them. I had gotten a guinea pig a few hours earlier and Sara had seen it and came over to say hi. Jake on the other hand went straight to the kitchen and started eating. I followed him and said “I got a guinea pig” he didn’t look at me and just said “I know” with a little smile. My other brother (who had invited him) started a conversation with him so I walked away. A couple hours later Sara had started talking about politics. My aunt was there and it soon became more of an argument than a debate. I went to my room with my guinea pig and my brother (18m) and mom followed me. My aunt eventually came in, looking exhausted from the conversation. She looked at me and said “well happy birthday” in a sarcastic way. My mom and aunt then started talking about how Sara was being so disrespectful and dismissive. After everyone leaves my room I come out a little while later to hear my mom in the garage. I poke my head and hear her say “poor (my name) is sitting in her room on HER birthday.” Sara mumbled under her breath while walking away “she went to her room long before we started talking” my mom snapped back and said “No she didn’t. She didn’t want to listen to that!” Jake and Sara walked to their car and my mom came inside. We all sat in the kitchen for maybe 5 minutes before Jake came back inside and asked for cooking oil. (He never came to our house without taking something) my mom was mad but still gave it to him. I felt like they had ruined my 16th birthday but I pretended everything was fine for the rest of my family. Jake texted me that night (copy and pasted) “sorry about that, I really love ya, I hope it didn’t upset ya” I ignored him and just spend the rest of the night crying. The next day I sent him a paragraph saying it did upset me and I told him about the sa and that I still remembered. (When he still lived with us he told my mom he “forgot about it until now” and he didn’t know if he should talk to me about it) I then told him I didn’t want him in my life. He apologized but I never responded. Now he won’t come over because of me and I don’t know if I’m being dramatic. I feel like I’m messing up my family, am I the asshole?