Growing up is hard to do. I have two siblings that I had ok to neutral relationships with - until my father died 10 weeks ago. Now there is a testament.. or two.. or perhaps even three; And the relationship between us has turned sour. There is now rude name-calling, open envy and competition. In the blood. At least for now. (k&a, not p,c or f)
I'm saddened that my fathers wishes, like 'honor and respect each other', went right out the window when promises of money mixed with our incomplete childhoods.
My (younger) siblings 'hord information', ally around the ones close to the purse. They'd make more in a month of honest work than what they are likely to get in the end, and the emotions now run my way are revealing pain in them that is so deep its hard to bear.
Its hard to 'let be' that with my Father's death I'm now seeing the loss of whatever there was in the relationship with my siblings. It's tough. It forces me to be honest about them and our interactions in way that go beyond being supportive, sending xmas and gifts. They've never done any theraphy. I dont want to hang out with them, really. Both abuse drugs and alcohol.
And yet I'm hurting over this. I wish I had some decent siblings. I wish they'd grow up and learn to be honest. Over many years I've come to like and appreciate what other blood relatives I have.. and I want my siblings to love and support me, even just reciprocally if thats as far as they can go.
No go. I took a lawyer to find-fact after not hearing specifics for 8 weeks. The first thing he found was that the court had not been given my address. Fancy that. Ouch.