Reach
Out And...
Earlier this week I spoke with my brother, M, who told
me that our other biological, loser brother, K, was living with him
now and doing construction work. What happened to the pool cleaning
business he bought last year? Well, sometime in January, K disappeared
for a week. Came back to where he was living, took a shower, and then
disappeared for another week. Guess what his pool clients did? Yup,
found another pool cleaner. Who loaned him the money to buy the pool
cleaning business? My mother… tens of thousands of dollars.
Unfucking
believable. I asked M why K didn’t call him up and say that he
was going through a rough time and could M take his route for a few
days? M had no answer. K did not reach out for help. All I could say
is ‘What a shitty human being.’
Now
they have all heard me say for years, that K is not mentally fit, that
he NEEDS therapy. I have no contact with K, and have not for years,
because he does nothing to help himself. My brother M, on the other
hand, thinks that this may be just what K needs… to hit rock bottom…
so that from here, there is no where else to go but up. My response…
How many times has he got to hit rock bottom? Trust me, this isn’t
the first. So M’s plan is to have K live with him and when M’s
business gets going, to have K work for him and then garnish his wages
so that my mom can be paid back. M… the eternal knight in shining
armor. Sigh.
So,
I called my mom and I was harsh with her, if honesty can be called that.
I prefaced what I said by saying, “I am going to speak honestly
with you and some of what I have to say you will not like, but someone
has to say it. It does not mean that I do not love you anymore or that
I’m going to stop speaking to you.” I asked her why she
did not tell me about this earlier, as we speak every 2 weeks. She said
that she knows that I don’t like to hear about K and she was in
shock about it herself for a while. I said to her, “This is not
like he got a new girlfriend or moved, THIS IS BIG! You knew I was going
to be angry, but that is a given. You want us to have a close relationship,
but how close can we be if you are not willing to be honest with me?”
She was quiet. She’ll have to digest that one for a while.
I asked
her if she knew why she gave K the money. She said yes, that it was
partly because of the past and partly because she had M look into it
and it looked like a legitimate business that K could do. This one I
broke down into two parts. I said, “Yes, you gave K money because
you feel guilty about abandoning him when he was 3 years old. (that’s
how old he was when my parents divorced and my father got custody of
us) You know that he is not mentally fit- that he is not a responsible
person, but you did it anyway because the way you deal with your own
emotions is through money. You have got to stop dealing with your pain
through money. It’s not healthy.”
“You
had M look into the business but M is not rational when it comes to
K. Both of you are not. Both of you are ‘enablers’ [I had
to define what that meant to her] You have helped the sick person, stay
sick. He was better off as a busboy at the hotel, where he had health
insurance and a boss- some accountability. He has no accountability
now, and no insurance. You thought you were helping him, but you made
it worse for him. You think you are helping him, but you are not.”
Yeah,
I was angry. What gets me is not so much the loss of money, as that
is my mothers choice- how she spends her money, but that no one has
made K answer “What happened? What they hell were you thinking?
Where the hell did you go?” They both have this attitude that
K feels bad enough as it is, so don’t burden him with any more
questions. And I say Bullshit! He needs to answer these questions, he
has to be accountable, at least to my mom whose money he borrowed. If
this were all on paper, it would be like she was the legal owner of
the business. But... sigh... she won't push it.
She
tells me that he gets really bad migraines now. Like that is an excuse.
Fuck his migraines. Is he seeking help for those? No. Then she tells
me that he is really stubborn and has his own philosophies. Yeah, don't
we all. This is who you loaned money to. Do you know how much therapy
thousands of dollars can buy? Has anyone asked him if he is on drugs?
I told
my mom that I would be telling DJ about this, as a parable, a modern
day example of what a shitty human being is.

