He Refused To Help Raise Money For Brother’s Cancer Treatment After Years Of Neglect, Now Family Says He’s Heartless

A Redditor recently shared a deeply emotional story that has the internet divided — a story about family, guilt, and what happens when love feels one-sided for too long. It’s the kind of post that makes readers reflect on how complicated “doing the right thing” can really be.

He started his post by explaining how his older brother was diagnosed with blood cancer at just four years old. Their parents, overwhelmed with guilt for not catching it sooner, threw every ounce of time, energy, and attention into their sick child — leaving their younger son, the Redditor, in the shadows.

At the time, the Redditor was only two, far too young to understand why his parents were suddenly absent from his world. While his brother fought for his life, he was often sent to stay with a nearby uncle who didn’t want him around or with neighbors who barely noticed him.

Over the years, this became his normal. He grew up independent, quiet, and used to fending for himself — a skill born more from neglect than freedom.

When his brother finally recovered years later, the family never adjusted back. His parents remained laser-focused on their eldest son, and by then, the bond between parents and their younger child had all but disappeared.

He recalled that every time he tried to ask for even a little bit of their attention, it turned into an argument. His brother accused him of being dramatic, and his parents insisted that his brother “needed it more.”

It wasn’t until a few years ago that things began to change — but not with his parents. His maternal grandparents moved nearby, and for the first time in his life, someone wanted to spend time with him simply because they cared.

He quickly grew close to them, forming the kind of supportive connection he’d never had before. They became his safe place — and he stopped craving attention from the people who had never given it.

Then, in July, tragedy struck again. His brother’s cancer returned for a third time, and while the family prepared for another battle, the Redditor found himself shut out of the loop entirely.

His parents didn’t tell him much about what was happening. There were mentions of complex treatments, maybe even overseas options in places like Germany or Switzerland — but he wasn’t really included in those conversations.

Instead, he noticed his parents working extra hours to pay for treatments and barely acknowledging him at all. He continued spending nights at his grandparents’ house, feeling more at home there than ever before.

But one day, everything changed. His parents suddenly turned to him — not for emotional support, but for help raising money.

They wanted him to start fundraisers and even offered him up for medical testing if it could help his brother’s treatment. What they didn’t realize was that he already had a job — one they’d never bothered to ask about.

He refused. He told them it wasn’t his responsibility to fix what they’d spent years ignoring.

The fallout was immediate. His parents accused him of being selfish and heartless, saying that family helps family no matter what.

Thankfully, his grandparents stepped in and defended him, reminding his parents that he wasn’t responsible for their choices or their guilt. Still, his parents couldn’t see it that way — and now he’s questioning whether he did the right thing.

He ended his post with one haunting question that thousands of readers are still debating: “Am I the A**hole for saying no?”

Because sometimes, even in families bound by love and loss, standing up for yourself feels like the hardest choice of all.

His parents suddenly turned to him — not for emotional support, but for help raising money.

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Here's the original post by Reddit user 'Electronic_Hunt_4031'.

When my brother (18m) was 4 and I (16m) was 2 he was diagnosed with a blood cancer. He'd been sick for a little while and our parents thought he had a flu or something so they didn't get him all the help right away and because of that guilt they devoted every second to him from that point forward. It was supposed to be until he was cancer free. But by the time he was, we were 8 and 6 and they had become so used to focusing on him alone. I spent most of my time with an uncle who lived nearby or neighbors when he was undergoing treatment. My uncle didn't like having me nearby and the neighbors were so busy with their own kids that I got pretty used to being ignored and forgotten. So when my brother was back home and I wasn't sent anywhere anymore I was more used to being alone somewhere and taking care of myself. My relationship with my parents was never a close one and it's the same with my brother. Both of us feel more like only kids and he gave me shit before for telling our parents I'd like some of their attention too. They'd always tell me he needed it more and he considered me a drama queen. The last time I said anything which was like 3 years ago, he said he didn't realize boys could be as dramatic as girls. My brother's cancer come back 5 years ago and it was dealt with early and he didn't have treatment for very long and after that he seemed better in all ways. He had more energy, appetite was better and he was doing stuff he'd never had the energy to do before. About a year ago my mom's parents moved closer to us and they spent time focused on me which bonded me to them pretty quickly. I spend a lot of time with them now. I also took my focus totally off my parents and wanting their attention. In July my brother's cancer returned again but it's different this time. I wasn't given much info. Treatments are complicated I guess and some other countries have treatments we're not focused on yet so there's talk of him going to Germany and I think Switzerland (but I could be wrong since I don't get much info). My parents are working more hours to help pay for this. And since then I spend even more time with my grandparents. Sometimes spending the night with them. My lack of presence wasn't noticed until they wanted me to help raise the money and maybe offer to get tested if that's what's needed. They said I could start fundraisers and get a job. I already have one but my parents never noticed. I told them I wasn't going to help with that and it was for the three of them to figure it out. I got yelled at and my grandparents stepped in and said I wasn't responsible for this. My parents were saying it was helping family, my own brother and how could I consider not doing everything to help. AITA?

Here's how the Reddit community reacted.

Reddit u/coastalkid92

NTA.

Reddit u/No_Middle_3193

"Your parents suck."

Reddit u/nospoonstoday715

"It's not your job to provide for your brother."

Reddit u/Individual_Metal_983

"They don't care about you as a person."

Reddit u/KimB-booksncats-11

"You don't owe them anything."

Reddit u/RecordingNo7280

"Tell your parents the truth."

Reddit u/wlfwrtr

"You are just returning the same amount of energy and effort they have given to taking care of you."

Reddit u/_gadget_girl

"They really don't know you."

Reddit u/BefuddledPolydactyls

"So dramatic."

Reddit u/No_Bookkeeper_6183, u/emaandee96

Read up on emotional neglect.

Reddit u/kleinmona

Don't let them get hold of your money!

Reddit u/Beautiful_Sweet_8686

"Too little, too late."

Reddit u/ElGato6666

It's unfair.

Reddit u/DynkoFromTheNorth

"You are still a child."

Reddit u/Dazzling_Notes6245

Family isn’t always simple, and sometimes doing the “right thing” isn’t clear-cut. This Redditor’s story reminds us that boundaries, self-care, and standing up for yourself are just as important as supporting loved ones — even when it’s complicated.