Hi Ike When I was reading your story it sound just like mine. I also stop talking to my mother daughter, she always made me feel like out of place, she always placed her friends and cousin before me, if I was invited to her house and I showed up, she give that look, like what are you doing here. I learned the hard way of staying away from her. I was never up to her standards. Her and her friends are so fake it's not funny, always showing off the brand names of clothing, shoes etc. With me I buy what I can afford, if I can get a good deal I'll take it. One day she notice my pants and she actually liked them, when I told her where I bought them, she was like, I buy some thing at Macy's, well excuse me, I do all my shopping at the Swat meet, they stuff is just as good. lol. As for my mother side of the family, I don't talk to any of them anymore. I block all of them on facebook, not that I kept in touch, but I just don't want any of them to know where I live, not that they will visit, I already knew that once my mother passed away I wouldn't be in touch with her side of the family, expect for my brother. Family member who I do keep in touch with are my nieces, by brothers kids, that all I need.
That's a sad story to see for yourself how people can be so selfish as to get the share of others. And to think that they are educated like you are, they were raised in a civilized world but have acted like they were in the jungle where opportunity is to be grabbed no matter who gets hungry. Sometimes my sister and I are thankful that my mother has no money of her own, no house, no property or anything. Because if she happens to be rich when she got sick, we wouldn't know who really cared for her. Now we see the true colors in the family and unfortunately my brother comes out a villain in the story.
Yes, and I can't imagine how they would have behaved if there'd been huge fortunes at stake. There are many things I wouldn't put past the few in the family who stole from the others, but even worse are the ones who went along with it, and tried to quash the complaints. Those were the ones who didn't do any of the care giving, and didn't seem to care about the last wishes of the deceased.
@Rachel Rodarte, although I am now buddy-buddy with my sister, our families are very close, I had experienced her bullying. When we were still in school, envy would take over her whenever she would see that I have something new. Like a new ball pen, she would borrow it but sometimes she would just take it without my knowledge. One time I was surprised in the classroom when what I have in my pencil case is an old pen, my new one was missing. My sister wouldn't return that new pen unless I ask her to. It is out of line when she got my new panties. My mother had given me 3 new ones for my birthday. I was keeping those new panties and had used only 1. And then it happened. The 2 new panties were missing. All right, I already know who got it. Fortunately, things changed when I lived with my husband who is either a magician or a good hypnotist. Slow and steady, my husband was able to turn my relationship with my sister into a positive one. We started with my sister's children who were enamoured to the charms of my husband. We would invite the kids and bring them to the park. That did the changes. In fact, tomorrow is a holiday here and we are going to the beach resort with my sister and her family.