Dillweed
When my brother moved I did the natural thing and asked him for his new address and phone number. Most normal people would give it to you, right? Not my brother. He lives really close to my mom and we have his cell phone number but every time I’ve asked him for his address he blows off the question. I’ve emailed him several times and he’s totally ignored that portion of my emails.
Not to sound like a typical sister but I don’t think it’s his issue. I think his “financee” is the one who doesn’t want him to disclose their address to us. I think she’s afraid that she’ll get turned into INS (she’s here illegally from Canada) or that her parents will find out where she lives (she’s estranged from them). It’s insane. Here’s my mother, ill and now living on her own, and even she doesn’t know where her own son lives. It’s really shameful. I keep checking Peoplefinder to see when it updates to his new address and then I’ll have to order a report with his new information. Pretty damn sad. But even if it is her who has the problem, he’s choosing to abide by her wishes and in the end it’s as much his issue as it is hers.
I hope he realizes what a jerk he is for not giving my mother his address because his crazy girlfriend is paranoid and frankly very strange (maybe I’ll one day share my Christmas story where she cried and cradled the cat like an infant). My mother let her live under her roof for a few years and this is what she gets in return? That girl never paid a dime of rent, never worked, never cooked a meal nor cleaned a damn thing. The basement is a shameful mess; they couldn’t even keep that clean. My brother never once asked my mother if his girlfriend could move in–he just did it. He was a total jackass to her and took advantage of the fact that my mother had no real power to do anything.
I haven’t put much thought to it because I honestly haven’t had the time but the more I think about it the more of an ass I realize he is being. I hope he never runs into problems because I’m not feeling too generous about being there for him. I helped him get out of a bind with a debt relief company that was scamming him and ruining his credit. I tried helping him figure out how to get a mortgage, who to talk to, etc., etc. He has a lot of growing up to do and part of me hopes it’s a little painful because he needs a huge kick in the ass into reality. We’ll see how thrilled he’ll be to support his girlfriend when he has to pay rent while she sits at home and does nothing.
Gah.
