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God give me strength....
The past few months for me have been challenging to say the least and it has all come to a huge boiling point... and I think I might actually be losing my damn mind.
Rewind back to July 2010.... My sister calls me in dire straights about their apartment collapsing in and they're homeless jobless situation. I coordinate with my grandmother to pay for 3 plane tickets to fly them to Texas for a fresh start. I allowed them to live in my home free of any bills or expenses other than one thing. I asked that once they get their refund check, they pay my grandmother back for the plane tickets, and give me something toward the water bill (since I KNEW that fucker was going to double...which it did)
She likes to yell and scream, and on a daily basis fought with her worthless husband, screamed at my beautiful niece and made her cry several times.... DAILY!!! I made it my goal to try and relieve as much stress from my sister as possible in hopes she'd chill the fuck out and eventually be a pleasant person to be around. Boy was I wrong....
In November my 9 yr old son starting having SEVERE asthma attacks regulary, and I had to start taking him to the ER, Primary care physician, respiratory pulminologist, and allergy doc regulary to get him back to a normal day to day existence. After several weeks worth of time missed off work we got him all squared away when they started him on 4 nebulizer treatments a day using albuterol, 4 puffs of advaire daily, 2 squirts of nasonex, and as many puffs off his rescue inhaler xopenex as needed throughout the day.
By the time November had arrived along with my sons worsening symptoms, I was strapped for cash, savings exponged, at my wits end with worry, and SICK of listening to them bitch, but alas I kept my mouth shut and OUT of their personal business. Mid to late November yielded even more stress as all the bills came to critical status. Things were getting disconnected and rent was late TWICE. I shut off many things such as cable, home phone, smoking, yes... I quit smoking, except for very rare occassion I'll have 2-3 puffs on a cigar, I even switched electric companies for a better rate and canceled all but basic liability on my car insurance, canceled renters insurance, scaled back my business cell to minimal usage...all so that I not only could take on my responsibilities but to also accomodate THEIR needs.
It took the loving hearts of you all here for Christmas to even be a possibility for my boys and baby girl (niece Sarah Beth). Had I not been taking care of 3 extra people, I would've been able to have a much better way of life in 2010 and wouldn't have needed the help at Christmas, but didn't even think twice about what extra people would do to my 22k per year budget. I'm not trying to stroke my ego or put myself on a pedistol here, I'm just sharing where my thoughts and heart was at, and I wasn't just being a broke ass looking for a handout.... Anyway... keep moving forward..
Early January 2011, after a few months of my sister privately bashing how horrific and worthless her husband is to our entire family, she asks us to help her send his ass back up north... so my mom and I halved the cost of a bus ticket, travel money for food, and a few packs of cigs.... loaded his ass up at the bus station and thought that was the end of it...EEEEHHHHHHH .... WROOOOONG!!!!!
It wasn't even a week after he left and they started chatting online and via phone regularly, so I naturally asked the question, "So are y'all gonna give it another shot? If so are you moving to Minnesota?" Her answer was yes, and she'd move after school lets out for Sarah Beth, so more than likely she wouldn't be gone until June. I told her to think loooooooooong and hard about doing that, considering all the stuff she told me and my family about her husband. It's only natural to ask someone if they've thought long and hard about doing this. Plus, if you didn't want me to know, or don't know definites yet, you could simply say you don't have any plans carved in stone and leave it at that.
Well....Because I directly asked her to not be in any rush to make a choice, she has all the time she need. She said, her mind is made up and we're moving next week. She blames me for changing the time that she leaves for Minnesota because of my questions.
I tried to talk about this with her 3 times. Each time I didn't even get to say, 'Hi' before she was screaming at me to fuck off and get out of her room. She knows going back to him is a bad idea, which is the only reason she's combatitive with everyone here in Texas. We all KNOW what happened so there's no sugar coating a good reason. She's going just to go. Plain and simple. I told her she owes us no reasons, but since we've all become so close to Sarah it's only FAIR to tell us, and that's all I was asking for. How much time do I have left with my niece. Instead of answering that, she took off in the middle of the night to a friends house with just a bag of clothes and one Anne Rice book. She left ALL OF SARAH'S toys and clothes behind. EVERYTHING!!! I'm so fucking pissed at this cunt for doing that to Sarah I could scream!!! This is the THIRD FUCKING time Sarah has been forced to give up EVERYTHING. How can I get this stuff to her? Any ideas?
Any? HELLLP!!!
Rewind back to July 2010.... My sister calls me in dire straights about their apartment collapsing in and they're homeless jobless situation. I coordinate with my grandmother to pay for 3 plane tickets to fly them to Texas for a fresh start. I allowed them to live in my home free of any bills or expenses other than one thing. I asked that once they get their refund check, they pay my grandmother back for the plane tickets, and give me something toward the water bill (since I KNEW that fucker was going to double...which it did)
She likes to yell and scream, and on a daily basis fought with her worthless husband, screamed at my beautiful niece and made her cry several times.... DAILY!!! I made it my goal to try and relieve as much stress from my sister as possible in hopes she'd chill the fuck out and eventually be a pleasant person to be around. Boy was I wrong....
In November my 9 yr old son starting having SEVERE asthma attacks regulary, and I had to start taking him to the ER, Primary care physician, respiratory pulminologist, and allergy doc regulary to get him back to a normal day to day existence. After several weeks worth of time missed off work we got him all squared away when they started him on 4 nebulizer treatments a day using albuterol, 4 puffs of advaire daily, 2 squirts of nasonex, and as many puffs off his rescue inhaler xopenex as needed throughout the day.
By the time November had arrived along with my sons worsening symptoms, I was strapped for cash, savings exponged, at my wits end with worry, and SICK of listening to them bitch, but alas I kept my mouth shut and OUT of their personal business. Mid to late November yielded even more stress as all the bills came to critical status. Things were getting disconnected and rent was late TWICE. I shut off many things such as cable, home phone, smoking, yes... I quit smoking, except for very rare occassion I'll have 2-3 puffs on a cigar, I even switched electric companies for a better rate and canceled all but basic liability on my car insurance, canceled renters insurance, scaled back my business cell to minimal usage...all so that I not only could take on my responsibilities but to also accomodate THEIR needs.
It took the loving hearts of you all here for Christmas to even be a possibility for my boys and baby girl (niece Sarah Beth). Had I not been taking care of 3 extra people, I would've been able to have a much better way of life in 2010 and wouldn't have needed the help at Christmas, but didn't even think twice about what extra people would do to my 22k per year budget. I'm not trying to stroke my ego or put myself on a pedistol here, I'm just sharing where my thoughts and heart was at, and I wasn't just being a broke ass looking for a handout.... Anyway... keep moving forward..
Early January 2011, after a few months of my sister privately bashing how horrific and worthless her husband is to our entire family, she asks us to help her send his ass back up north... so my mom and I halved the cost of a bus ticket, travel money for food, and a few packs of cigs.... loaded his ass up at the bus station and thought that was the end of it...EEEEHHHHHHH .... WROOOOONG!!!!!
It wasn't even a week after he left and they started chatting online and via phone regularly, so I naturally asked the question, "So are y'all gonna give it another shot? If so are you moving to Minnesota?" Her answer was yes, and she'd move after school lets out for Sarah Beth, so more than likely she wouldn't be gone until June. I told her to think loooooooooong and hard about doing that, considering all the stuff she told me and my family about her husband. It's only natural to ask someone if they've thought long and hard about doing this. Plus, if you didn't want me to know, or don't know definites yet, you could simply say you don't have any plans carved in stone and leave it at that.
Well....Because I directly asked her to not be in any rush to make a choice, she has all the time she need. She said, her mind is made up and we're moving next week. She blames me for changing the time that she leaves for Minnesota because of my questions.
I tried to talk about this with her 3 times. Each time I didn't even get to say, 'Hi' before she was screaming at me to fuck off and get out of her room. She knows going back to him is a bad idea, which is the only reason she's combatitive with everyone here in Texas. We all KNOW what happened so there's no sugar coating a good reason. She's going just to go. Plain and simple. I told her she owes us no reasons, but since we've all become so close to Sarah it's only FAIR to tell us, and that's all I was asking for. How much time do I have left with my niece. Instead of answering that, she took off in the middle of the night to a friends house with just a bag of clothes and one Anne Rice book. She left ALL OF SARAH'S toys and clothes behind. EVERYTHING!!! I'm so fucking pissed at this cunt for doing that to Sarah I could scream!!! This is the THIRD FUCKING time Sarah has been forced to give up EVERYTHING. How can I get this stuff to her? Any ideas?
Any? HELLLP!!!
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