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Re: Anyone have any good crazy family/drama stories from the holidays?
I love your Melrose Place tie in! Lol. And yes, we both work very hard and MR winged works long hours. She doesn't want a real job because "I'd never see my son". Um, he's inschool and after school programming until 5:45! She just must think we have some magic money tree.
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Right. It's not like you're just Adrienne Maloof or Melissa Gorga just diicking around all day sort of designing shoes and having a studio built in your basement to try out singing with money just to spare or wipe your ass with. I don't know if you work because you want to or have to but most people work at least for a little bit of both. It's also not like your job is one someone does to make millions- its something you do because it's fulfilling. But whatever the salary its to give your family a nice life. Not to take on the burden of someone who doesn't want to do for themselves.
I am always slightly in awe of these kind of people though. How they get to coast on through life, able to find people to enable/take them on/do for them/give them money. It's sort of like the cliche of nice guys finish last. Where the rest of us work hard yet life can still be financially difficult and scary. Yet these people seem virtually unfazed and usually kind of fine. I know deep down they probably have moments of fear as to what they'd do if their luck ran out but you never seem to see it.
No drama on my side, yet. Christmas with the ILs went really well. My parents are up and we are going to visit my grandparents tomorrow (my mom's side) so I'm sure some snide remark will be made on their behalf about them living so far away or my mom will go off on a tirade when we leave.
It had potential but I chose not to partake. My sister bought lila one of those books you can record your voice on. So not only do I get to hear her nasally voice, I get to hear it read a story about missing loved ones near and far. She lives 20 minutes away.
That piece of crap is getting hidden or tossed very, very soon.
Hoo boy. So, long story short, my brother is now on his second stay at the mental hospital and has an official diagnosis of paranoid schizophrenia.
His first stay lasted only about a week. He made solemn promises to my dad that he would take his meds if my dad would let him come home. As soon as he got home he pitched them in the toilet ($900 worth).
I got there the next day. He told me all about being able to see and manipulate energy fields, about the Freemasons and his mind battles with him, about how the boarding school he went to 8 years ago brain washed him and implanted a mind control chip in his sinuses. He spent hours sitting perfectly still in one spot with his eyes closed, I assume in battle wiith the Freemasons. He, at various times, believed we were all in witness protection, that he's a famous electronic musician, that my parents were trying to forcibly convert him to Christianity (they are not, they are barely religious themselves).
One thing he was very clear on was that he was enraged at my dad for sending him to the hospital and for not letting him have his car so that he could go back to his house (both are actually owned by my dad, who also has temporary guardianship of my brother, age 24). Two nights after I got there I was in the bedroom changing Sean when I heard him start in on my dad again about false imprisonment. He had previously punched my dad in the face prior to going to the hospital. He went after my dad again, swinging. Luckily my sis and BIL were there. The three of them pinned my bro down, my mom took Sean to the back bedroom and closed the door, and I called the cops. My brother cursed and screamed up a storm. It was horrific and sad.
The sheriff deputies came and were awful to him. They tried to take him to jail instead of the hospital like they were supposed to. Finally my dad got them to read the court order and convinced them to take him to the hospital. He's been there since.
My mom and dad have been visiting every day. He's been there about 2 weeks. They think he's coming home tomorrow, which I am equal parts glad and nervous about. I go home Wednesday. I knew it wasn't going to be a super fun trip. At least we were able to make Christmas super fun and special for Sean, which I think helped my folks a lot. Dan came here right after he went to the hospital and left today, so we got lots of nice time together and date nights.
And that's my family dirty laundry.
Oh, and there was a shooting homicide two doors down last night, so that was awesome. The perp was on foot so that was a tense couple of hours with the doors locked until they found him. My parents live on a golf course ffs.
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PDXria I would send my distance reikii but I'd like to send something that works. Seriously I am so sorry for you and your family. I'm wishing you as much peace as possible and that the drs can help ease some of your brother's hurt.
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Oh PDXria. What a rough road your family is having. I really help treatment helps your brother and he stays on his meds. I know that is the whole struggle. What asses the cops were for trying to take an ill person to jail!
And holy crap on the shooting! Did your parents know the victim or shooter?
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Teenagers? hoo boy.
So, my SIL is refusing now to speak with anyone in the family. My MIL has been calling her since right after Christmas and she is not calling her back which is making her incredibly sad. I cannot believe she is blocking the whole family out.