I invited my husband and kids to come to Pittsburgh for me while I’m doing SOA stuff, so they could visit some of his family and we could have some hotel time. The drive was stressful for him and he had a hard time finding the hotel. Now his car is stuck in the mud at his sister’s house and he had to call to get it towed. He’s really not having a good time.
Take him and the kiddly winks to Las Velas in Market Square: it’s got good Mexican food and killer margaritas!!!
Soooo… one of my stepbrothers has some mental health issues. And as such he doesn’t always have the firmest grasp on reality.
The reality is that he’s a kind-hearted, incredibly intelligent, morbidly obese, middle aged person who works temp jobs because he can’t hold down a real job for very long because he can’t get along with people or see the big picture.
He’s keeping his head above water… just. He’s renting a house from another step-brother who is kind and understanding about late rent and such and he supplements his income by hitting up relatives for cash. He’s a also a devout Roman Catholic who loudly proclaims that sex before marriage is a sin.
All of these things combine to make him an incredibly easy mark for women who are down on their luck. They take advantage of his kindness and he will share whatever he has with them and take them in and let them live in his home and of course they don’t have to have sex with him because they’re not married. They head for the hills when they no longer need him, leaving him broken-hearted. He always believes that these women are going to marry him, but of course they never do.
Well hooo-baby… this latest one is a DOOZEY!!!
She’s 20 years younger than him, smoking hot, has a kid (that he claims he’s going to adopt… he’s already calling her the mother of his child), and a rap sheet that would make most drug dealers blush.
She’s also been in & out of rehab (as well as in & out of jail) and is planning on becoming a nurse. Of course she is… nurses have access to drugs!!!
So at the moment they need a few thousand dollars to bail her out of jail. ![]()
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She’d just moved from a halfway house into his rental house.
He’s sending all these pictures of her and her son trying to get us to give him money. My mom has already given them a bunch, and decided no more. Not sure what the rest of the family is doing.
I feel like a jerk for saying “no”, but like… this is not going to end well no matter how much money I sink into this.
that’s really sad twig
It’s sad for my step-brother who is going to get his heart broken. Again.
It’s annoying that these women keep taking advantage.
people are the worst. i hate people who take advantage of the vulnerable. in particular, i think of the elderly, but people with mental health issues qualify too.
why is your mother and other relatives enabling this though? it’s that hard to say no?
It’s also that he’s now mad at us for not “helping” him. Everything is our fault.
So that part’s annoying too. I know he doesn’t really see the big picture, but it’s also just exhausting to deal with.
Good question! I don’t agree with her decision to give them money.
Apparently this girl is incredibly charming and charmed her way into my mother’s pocketbook. I’ve never met her, but that’s the report.
My step-brother had a rocky relationship with his father, my mom’s late husband. I think my mom feels like my step-dad would have helped them.
There’s probably also some sense of… this step-brother has refused a lot of birthday and Christmas presents over the years (mental health stuff means he gets irrationally angry sometimes) so she maybe feels like she’s just making good on back gifts that he’s refused.
But it sounds like she’s done giving them money for now.
what specific mental health diagnosis was he given?
i am assuming i would not be charmed by this bitch. who knows though.
Bipolar and I think something else was diagnosed when he was in college. But I’m not certain.
I’m sorry, twig, that sounds really frustrating and a little scary.
Yeah bipolar was my guess
Thanks; it was a frustrating evening and day. I’m not sure how to be supportive with this mess.
I am very constipated. It’s been four days. I was on a mini vacation this past weekend and ate some crap and now it’s all just uncomfortably sitting inside me making me feel bloated and gross.
I took a flight this am. I have TSA precheck, and the airport I was at has some weird procedures. They handed me a card saying “expedited screening”, but I guess you are mixed in with other passengers not getting expedited treatment. The card said to remove any electronics from your bag larger than a cellphone and to place them in a separate bin (not normal for TSA precheck), but to leave on shoes, belt, light jacket (normal for TSA precheck). I got barked at twice by separate TSA guys. One said don’t put your iPad in the bin like that, leave it in the bag. Another barked at me for wearing a belt. No idea why they hand you that card, or why they don’t know the TSA rules that are applicable at every other airport.
I’m handling some phone traffic for a friend’s business. Set up a new number to ring through to our office phones.
That’s the THIRD call in a week asking if we do weed delivery. And it’s not like they even pause when I answer "Insurance Services’.
Added: The past year or two there’s enough weed in our house that I probably could set up a delivery service though.
It happened again. That’s 2 in a row.
Yesterday I got 3 Amazon notifications: one that it was out for delivery, one that Amazon had no idea where my shipment was and I needed to contact the seller, then shortly thereafter a message that the package was delivered directly to the customer. I was home all evening, and no one came to the door (the pup lets me know loudly). Couldn’t even be a porch thief this time given “delivered directly to the customer”. I don’t think it was a porch thief last time either but there’s a small chance it was.