Nearly two years ago, my adorable two bruvvers took me to Family Court and claimed that I was “planning” to take Total Control of my parents’ lives and finances (I had been asked to deal with their finances, by my parents), and then move in with them so I could “sit around” in their house while having other people come in and do all the work (my parents are quite venerable— and vulnerable.).
This idea, of me “sitting around,” is hilarious, in an ironic and very personal way (moi, the dog who can barely sit still long enough to finish my kibble), after spending five years making the worst money I’ve EVER made in my entire life— as a caregiver, to learn everything about it and be ready to care for my folks if/when they needed it… Fast forward a bit, and what has happened?
Mai BRUVVERS have done exactly that. One bruvver has taken over my parents’ lives, or tried to, and the other tried to and failed miserably via chronic neglect. The one that was considered “trustworthy” has now utterly cleaned out their savings, put my mother into a mediocre but very, very expensive facility, and it looks as though their home will have to be sold to be able to have any chance of keeping them, or just Dad, out of living in a tent, or worse, being gently dumped into the hands of the State. The other bruvver is ensconced in my folks’ house on their dime, gleaning Disability Pay (for a questionable ailment) but who could live elsewhere… And will…
I yam shutting down all the utilities— today. I yam sending a Demand Letter, and will take a Deputy and go into the folks’ house to get things I need for Dad.
I’ve managed to shut down their bank accounts and re-start them wiffout the thief bruvver, but then there’s all these bills that mush be paid, AND both of dem bros are living in mai parents’ house, while Mom is a prisoner, we can’t visit her, and Dad is, thank Dog Almighty, wiff me, in my small cottage. I yam therefore working, pretty much 24/7, as his caregiver and now thinking about retiring early for a paltry allowance of something, and trying to find work I can do from home to add to our income…
What the actual fuck, you might axe. I want my mother with me ‘n’ Dad. I want my damn bruvvers outta town. I have a lotta work to do trying to catch up on all the financial MESS my bruvvers have created. I am hoping there is something I can sick the Deputies on… It feels like thievery to this dog!! It may well be thievery.
It’s astonishing how EVIL can simply take over people’s hearts… I know this is not particularly unusual, but it’s like waking up in a strange land and Nothing Is Real. I know dis is all about ME and my peeps, but it’s also about this creepy feeling that it’s also part of the Global Shroud of Evil that has descended… It started, in a big way, about the same time “Covid” did… It feels connected…
It ain’t over til the Fat Dog sings…
Fuck COVID, fuck the Globbalists, fuck tyranny, and FUCK greedy, useless, cruel usurpers of other people’s money...and happiness.
aw howling with the dogs ! so sorry , what a mess you are in ! Sometimes I used to think it was sad to be an only child, but hearing and reading what siblings can do, I think I might console myself !
An attorney can help you and your folks. I work within the legal biz myself and these situations happen a lot. If you don't already have one, your excellent canine tracking skills will find one.
aw howling with the dogs ! so sorry , what a mess you are in ! Sometimes I used to think it was sad to be an only child, but hearing and reading what siblings can do, I think I might console myself !
An attorney can help you and your folks. I work within the legal biz myself and these situations happen a lot. If you don't already have one, your excellent canine tracking skills will find one.