It turns out my cousin, a bi-polar sufferer, has committed a third embezzlement offense to the tune of a couple hundred thousand dollars. As a result of the mental illness, jail time is not required. The cousin did, however, sign a house purchased with the money over to an estranged spouse who in turn promptly sold the house–making the children homeless–for personal gain.
I don’t want to revel in another’s grief, but it is a relief to only be the second biggest loser in my extended family.
You need a family tree like DrJ’s. He’s clearly not satisfied with the sort of slackers and assorted ne’er do wells in my family; he has serial killers and drug addicts in his. Everybody looks good by comparison.
Nothing that’s the problem. I’m an unemployable loser without the confidence to even try to make my life better.
I guess my 'cuz is the vision of regretting something you have done whereas I’m the vision of regretting something you haven’t done. I wonder what the Butthole Surfers would say about that.
I would probably look good compared to a serial killer, though, what with me not murdering people and all.