And I don’t know how to feel about it. I’ve talked before about my I-think-he’s-a-sociopath half-brother here before, and in that Pit thread about BigT said that I felt I couldn’t really share my feelings about his current stunts without being branded as a monster who hates the mentally ill, and I was going to post about his latest doings and get some damned sympathy, and then this came out. Which I truly believe is best for the kids, but frankly I need some help in advising my parents.
So. My evil half brother, who is a Very Bad Person at the very least (do not get me started on the many scams he has pulled, as the Internet does not have capacity), has hit upon suicide attempts as, I don’t know, pleas for attention or an attempt to get out of his responsibilities or whatever. Twice he overdosed on various pain medications (which he seems to be addicted to) and the second time he out and out told my dad that he’d done it to get away from the kids (three of them, teenagers).
As backstory, his wife is helpless and useless because of, I kid you not, what we believe is a scam they pulled claiming a recurrence of her breast cancer which ended up in a botched anesthesia leaving her with serious short term memory problems, lots of tics, and various issues. In short, she is completely unable to care for the children, one of whom is special needs. Whether or not it was a scam (and believe me, if it wasn’t it was an aberration) this is definitely the case - she can’t keep the kids on her own.
So, this time (the day my parents sold their Florida house and should have been thrilled at their financial liberation) my half-brother “accidentally shot himself cleaning his gun”. At 2 AM. By the way, the bullet went through the wall and could have killed one of those children. Surgery, etc. However, he evidently picked the best place in the world to shoot yourself in the abdomen, because he’s supposed to be pretty much fine. When I heard this I didn’t even have the strength to be angry anymore, just fucking nauseated. It doesn’t make any fucking sense. All I can figure is that he wants to be permanently committed so he never has to deal with all that damned responsibility again or he wants more drugs after they’ve been denied to him. Either way… don’t even get me started, that’s the thread I DIDN’T start.
Anyway, he shouldn’t be going back home, like, ever. And he isn’t going back home for a while. And the mother is… well. Even if she were healthy she’s completely unfit. So my parents told me today that on the holiday they’re going to bring the kids to their house (less than a mile away) and tell them they’re staying there for the duration - temporary or permanent is yet to be seen.
Which is great for the kids - it’s what they should have done years ago, and some of you participated in my thread about should I take a kid? However, my parents are getting older (ARE older - my mom’s almost 70 and my dad’s almost 80) and I am very concerned that their parents are going to poison the kids against it. My parents aren’t telling the mother before they lay the news on all of them, which I thought was a bad idea until I thought, oh god, she’d totally tell this kids “Grandma and Grandpa are stealing you from us!” and poison the well that way. The fact is, the kids are going like it or not because my parents support the family almost completely financially (the mother does have disability).
So how do I make this work for the kids? I already told my folks that the pet thing is going to be a Problem - my mom’s allergic to cats, and the kids have cats as pets. They’re going to have to leave them with their mom. One kid has a hamster or some other furry pet - I suggested that they offer them all the chance to have something caged, but if it were me as a teenager I can’t even imagine what it would have been if I were dragged out of my home and forced to leave my pets. (My parents do have much more of a long-standing relationship with the kids than I do - they’re very much in their lives, so that’s something.) One thing I’ve always loathed about my brother’s parenting style is that pets are disposable - I can’t even count the dogs they’ve gotten that they’ve then gotten rid of because they never bothered to train them. But I can’t even imagine what it would be like to be unceremoniously lifted from a filthy house (seriously) and dumped in guest rooms at my grandparents’ without my beloved pets and and with two old people and expected to be cool with it.
So obviously I want to involve myself very much with this process, because I’m a lot closer to 15 than my parents are. The first thing I told them was that you can’t be iffy about the time period - it’s permament or it’s for a specific period or it isn’t. Kids need stability! Luckily they can stay at the same schools. I’m going over this weekend to clean everything out of the closets so they can feel like it’s “their” rooms. I suggested they make it clear they should decorate up there. Frankly, I don’t know what else to do - this is such a damned fucked-up situation, and I don’t know what to say to kids who have been living their whole lives with a sociopath and who are teenagers to boot (the girl is a Daddy’s Girl and will be Trouble) and, I mean, Jesus, their dad shot himself in the next room.
And I’m kind of drunk and I just don’t know how to feel about any of this and my boyfriend isn’t home and I would really like a hug, thanks.