It's official--I have no family now.

[felinefan]

Yeah, all that happened was, my younger sister told me, after mom died, that I was getting a total of $12,000 as my inheritance. She was paying my rent of $450 a month, plus sending me grocery money. After awhile, she started changing her story--she was cutting back on my food money so the money would last longer. Then she kept giving me deadlines to get a job or else. Finally, the deadline was March. Meanwhile, I'm trying to find work--thought I had the job at one place, only to get a "Thanks but no thanks" email when I got home--and finally I check into getting general relief and food stamps. The requirements called for me to provide proof of income; that meant I had to get a copy of the account held jointly by my sister and myself. I'd forgotten to write down the password, and had a time trying to get a new one. I went down and explained my predicament, and they gave me a temporary password. But I muffed signing on, couldn't get the account record, and the next thing I know, the account was closed. I contacted my sister's boss, an attorney, to ask if he'd drawn up a will for mom's estate, and now my sister is mad at me, and has spread lies about me to the whole family and now they will have nothing to do with me.

It was my impression that the money was mine, but she says no, it was just the insurance. January will be the last month she will pay my rent.

My sister has always been a diva, pushing me around, and a top notch liar her whole life. One time mom and I were at her house, waiting for her to come home because mom had to talk to her about something, and the mail came. Out of the goodness of my heart, I brought the mail in and began to sort it. Mom warned me to be very careful, as my sister had her husband trained not to open her mail, because she didn't want him to know how much she spent shopping. See what I mean? From previous interaction with my nieces and one nephew, I believe she tells lies about me to them. When my older sister was alive, she used to do the same thing--I remember when one of her friends was over, and the friend asked me if I knew how to use a telephone.

My sister was always the prima donna, pushy and a control freak. And boy is she good at hiding it. She's so two-faced I bet they charge her double at the beauty parlor. :twisted:

And all this started when my family listened to a bunch of quacks who said I never would be able to take care of myself, get a good job, or drive. And mom especially made sure all that came to pass. It took me 35 years to find out I had nothing at all wrong with me. And my family choses to blame me for everything, including the economy.

All I can say is, karma is a bitch, what goes around comes around, and you reap what you sow. I hope that when she goes to Hell she makes sure to tell mom thanks for screwing everything up in my life, because what I have kept in mind all my life and from what I have uncovered over the years would make Peyton Place ( an old book about the goings-on in a family, for you younger folks) look tame. Fine, they don't want anything to do with me, that's their decision. I honestly could care less.

At least I have you guys....

[darph nader]

We'll be here for you as much as possible.

[Disneyguy85]

We'll be here for you as much as possible.

I second that!

[Whazzup]

Wow, things have gone from bad to worse. I'm really sorry to hear you've been shortchanged by a greedy and sociopathic sister. I hope things improve for you, and quickly. Hang in there and do what you can to find employment. Independence will do wonders for your self-esteem.

[DisneyMom]

Go Back to who you were applying to for Public Assistance and tell them the latest. I've heard the Mormon Church is helpful in desperate situations-but you may need to be a member of their congregation.
They say that living well is the best revenge. Prove your family wrong. I am sending my hopes for you. Look again into possible caregiver positions that will give you room and food for you and Tripod,not to mention a recent position on your resume.

[Main Streeter]

We'll be here for you as much as possible.

darph said it well. I can't top him.

[Lasolimu]

I've heard the Mormon Church is helpful in desperate situations-but you may need to be a member of their congregation.

Having been Mormon for 18 years of my life I can confirm this, it is something they pride themselves on. In the past you did need to be a member, but I think I remember that being changed at some point though they may ask you to talk to missionaries if you are not.

[Rosie]

Not much I can add that already hasn't been said. Do you have a free legal aid group in your area? They would help. Most are law students from local universities/law schools. They could look into your mothers will and insurance regarding the beneficiary info.

Rosie

[Main Streeter]

In OC one doesn't need to be a Mormon or even speak with missionaries to receive great support & help in all areas from the Mormon Church. They treat those in need as family - even better. Am not Morman, but know of their dedication. Feline is close to legal aid offices in her area. Not sure they are all as good as they could be.

[felinefan]

Keep in mind my sister works for an attorney--and there was no will. Somehow I think she talked mom into not getting one, though her boss did offer to draft one free. No, I'm choosing a higher path, and I will leave her to that decision. Honestly, my parents let her get away with everything, and I was the one who got yelled at. I remember when our parents would give us kids ice cream an hour after dinner for dessert, my sister would look at the amount in her bowl, peer over into mine, and start hollering about how I had more than her, adding I was (after about age 12) supposed to be on a diet.

My church has a food pantry once a month; I got a box of food a couple months ago, and I'm still working on it. One of my roommates gave me a line on a soup kitchen and a food pantry in town, Somebody Cares, and says it's the Hilton of soup kitchens--he used to go there. It's too far to walk. Yeah, I was looking at my address book, and found an address I'd written down long ago--Care.com, they have jobs for people matching them with people seeking housekeepers, senior care, pet care, etc.-- I'll look into that. I haven't been down to either place to apply for food stamps or general relief, but should soon.

Sooner or later, her decision is going to bite her in the butt, and it's going to be at a point that she's gonna need a butt transplant. :twisted:

I mean, her husband is this big guy, and he doesn't have the huevos to check the mail himself. One of these days he's gonna accidentally open one of her bills, and it's gonna be Ground Zero. She takes anti-anxiety pills--wonder why? Is she afraid her carefully crafted web of deceit is going to come down on her? What's the saying--Oh, what a web we weave when first we practice to decieve? Sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do, step back and make sure that when it blows up you don't get hit with the flying guts.

I'll keep you guys posted.