Nicholas, my nephew is in prison for another 2 yrs 7 mons. His parents have all but given up on him. His brother sends him money usually every month. His sisters write when they can. I write him every week, let him call once a week, and buy his food baskets twice a year. I'm tired. I will not give up on him. But I think he has come to rely on it and takes it for granted. When do I get a break. He says he's sorry for what he did but I'm not sure he believes it himself. And I guess it is easy tobe pissed at me because the others don't write etc. And he thinks we should be happy to get his calls. I pay in the neighborhood of $50 a month just on phone calls.I love him to death. I have no control over anyone else. I hate him being in there but like they say you do the crime, you do the time. And I will not give up on him, I guess I just needed to vent.
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