Broke Down Family…

Let us see… I seem to be the best situated out of all my family members.

My sister has graduated and has a degree. She also has gone three months without a job, and does not seem to be getting one anytime soon. Some of that is because she expects to get a high paying job placed in her lap just because she has a degree. The other part is that she will not set her sights lower and take up a low wage job. Also, she has been living with my eldest brother, which is insane since they hate each other.

My eldest brother is going through hell. He has a job he hates that does not pay well and a sister that he is terrified of who makes him feel like shit. I know how that is, except you need to replace the job part with when I was in school. Even though he is four years older than her, she is a terror. He is her opposite much like I am when it comes to personality.

My sister will yell at my parents. She will bitch at anyone. She will call you the cruelest things and not give a damn about it. About the only person she does not do that to is my other brother, but that is because he is not afraid of her, nor does he mind the idea of physically reacting.

Now, with that brother, as said, he borrowed money from me the other night. Well, guess what happened to him today to top that? His empty, parked car got rear ended by an empty car that was running and yet was supposed to be parked. After the incident, the other party ran for his car and took off.

Now, people knew the perpetrator or they got his license plate – something like that. Well it took a while to track him down. The car was not his but his girlfriend’s and then there were other things that went over my head about insurance and the like. All I know is that the other party’s car has the same insurance as ours, so suing is not an option if things do not work out.

Well, my mother gets all of this news. She is in debt and is still trying to catch up, due to the brother with the smashed car stealing tons from her when he was drugged up. She has been late on some payments and the like, I think. She no longer can do the few luxuries she has been able to have done – massage therapy on Thursdays. I say she needs those Thursdays, I really do.

So, with her problems and both my brothers’ issues, she is getting depressed. She needed to talk to someone about it. She makes the mistake, she admits, of calling my father to talk about it.

My father gets upset, he admits t her that he internalizes things. He is codependent. My mom said he was something that started with an “e”. It meant that he helps people cause their own problems. The case is that he helped my brother get the car instead of having him get it on his own. My mother wanted said brother to endure his truck and wait until had had the money saved up. Well, we all know how that went.  

My dad is getting depressed and either he admitted suicidal or my mom is thinking he is getting to that point. I also found out as of late that is drinks a lot. My mom fears, thinks or both that he is an alcoholic. Huge hint was when he said that this just had to be the year he stopped drinking. How nice.

In any case, as one can tell, she came in here and spoke of all these problems to me. She sat on my bed, sniffled and maybe even cried some. I really do not know what to do. Sigh.

It is the luck of the Irish.