It's official--I have no family now.
Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 5:36 pm
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....
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....
