My dad is attempting to give 30K to my nephew for a new truck. My nephew has no job and needs to do a stint in rehab. His mother pays his bills including the one to his dealer. He doesn't come up to even visit grandpa let alone help out. There is a 20K trust fund for him but he has to be 25 or in school. Today we meet with the lawyer to discuss this and I have reached a very hard decision concerning it all. I will be walking out if this happens. I have given up my life basically to care for dad, my daughter has no life besides running errands for me (for dad) and going to school yet we have to account for every dime we spend and my daughter is forced to pay back every loan she takes from him for school related expenditures. I don't get it, I don't understand it and there is no way in hell I am gonna sit here and allow it to happen. If I leave my brother will put him in a home thats a guarantee. Do I want him in a home? No not really but I refuse to be his doormat or even worse to let my kid be. I have bent over backward to accomadate him since mom died. I have given up my life in St Louis except for 1-2 weeks every 2 months when I go home to go to the doctors and pick up meds. I pay for the ticket home and back (tho this time I insisted on being reemburrsed(sp?). He argues with me every chance he gets, its his way or no way. If my kid doesnt show up to do as he wants he then pouts and complains all day but its fine that my no good brother only comes round every 2-3 weeks. My brother tells the lawyer that he will do certain stuff to lighten my load and does this stuff ever get done? Hell fucking no and in the end I am left to do it anyways. As much as it would pain me to walk out I have decided that if my hand is forced this afternoon my bags will be packed and let the chips fall where they may. And once again I have HUGE guilt over this.
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