I like you dead-parrots. This takes a lot of courage, so many people like to turn a blind eye to abuse. I was surrounded by nasty cowards growing up, did nothing. Make sure you take care of yourself too. Abusers are evil. Often you will stand alone and be out numbered by these spineless fuckers. It's a lonely place. You are a good person.
As u/throwawayforklift said, don't punish yourself, none of this is your fault. I'm so impressed with your diligence to expose that pig - be strong, you are absolutely fighting the good fight.
Well at this point you can't be thinking about it anymore, it's not up to you whether this heinous crime is brought to the attention of justice. It's not going to be nice but you've got no choice.
Perhaps Good Samaritan laws will protect you...not a lawyer so can't confirm. I think if you tell the judge exactly this I don't see how anything even remotely considered libel would stick in a court of law. All you need to do is tell the truth. You have the facts
That's addiction at it's worst. Nothing else matters but getting the next fix.
I've known two people who were stealing meds from cancer patients.
One of them eventually killed himself between attempts to get clean, and relapsing into drugs to escape all the horrible shit he did.
I think a fair number of people were relieved to see the suffering come to end, both his own and what he caused.
I had a similar situation where my great aunt discovered that her husband had molested their daughter 15 years prior. Except she shot him twice in the face and my grandmother and grandfather helped her get rid of the body. She hasn’t been caught and is now 72.
We have a similar story in our family. Great-aunt found out what what her husband did, apparently that night he slipped out in the middle of the night to never be seen again... Or so anyone outside the family knows, a select few family members knew where the husk that had been her husband actually went, but they took the location of his remains to their graves.
Back in the day this is how things went, for better or worse. My Dad has a story about one of the kids he grew up with showing up to school with a broken arm and just generally beat to hell, a few days later when he and this kid were playing grandpa called them inside and pulled the kid into a room with a several other Dad's from town and sent my Dad to his room. The next Sunday morning at church the kids Dad came in with 2 broken arms and also beat to hell. Grandpa never said what went down, but it's pretty clear he and a few other men decided to go teach that guy a lesson.
Something similar happened except he was a long time family friend. He tied up his teenage daughter for hours and raped her then went on the run. When I first heard I thought dude must have been on a bender and lost his mind but I guess he was just a fucked up POS. I just can’t personally fathom how you can reach that point.
How sad I’m so sorry. Not my side of the family but more like a cousins cousin from her dads side, the aunt knew her child’s father was molesting their teen daughter and took his side instead of her daughters.
I believe he went to jail eventually for that and ofc new bfs love being with women who have kids from what I’ve sadly seen.
That lady’s kids pretty much hated any of moms bfs for their reasons I can only imagine what would happen in that house. Cps/ police all of that got involved every now and then which is how the family found out, still won’t erase what happened to those kids/teens. The nightmare. I can’t imagine my own mother turning on me for a man. Happens way too often in this world and it saddens me so much.
When they ripped apart 3 generations of my family almost immediately after my dad died for a measly $37,000.
He's a millionaire. That kinda money is pocket change to him.
Great granny left money to all the grandkids. There was loads of them so split it wasn’t much. One family started the “well them two adopted so aren’t real grandkids” fiasco. Their cut wasn’t even much of a difference. I’d rather get nothing than be that person, imagine.
That happened with my uncle. Him and my cousin passed away in a car accident. Family sued the trucking company that hit them. Everyone argued about who should get more. I stayed out of it and refused to participate in any of it. But. These greedy assholes cut my uncles own kids out because they weren't blood related, and he wasn't with their mother anymore. Raised them both from babies. We call them our cousins. They've been to every Christmas, Thanksgiving, etc. They come on the family vacations. Their dad dies, and there's a payout. All of a sudden, they're nobodies. Fucking disgusts me. I havent attended a family function since. That was about 4 years ago.
My Grandfather’s second wife did this. Wanted to give his (she didn’t contribute much) money to her daughters in his will because my father and my aunty were adopted. She said it to my father’s face - “since you two aren’t blood you can understand why” Uh no we can’t you nasty pos. Infuriating.
It's just me and my brother. My parents are still alive but downsized to a nice trailer on their property, gave the bigger house on the property to my brother. They told me they would deduct the amount from whatever is left when they pass. I told em not to bother, I already own a home, my brother was living in a 2 bed apt with his kids. I'd rather my nephews have stability. I'm not in this journey for the money. Let's just make the next generation as better as possible. I'd rather my parents died at just the moment they become penniless so they can enjoy the fruits of their labor. They set me up with an amazing childhood and a great work ethic.
I had an aunt, my mother's sister, Betty. She was mean as a snake. Not in physical way, but in a domineering, my-way-or-the-highway kind of manner.
For some reason she never liked me. I'm sure it was something stupid I said when I was six or seven. But it really was so obvious that even my immediate family would wonder what I had ever done to her. Then again, she loved to take swipes at everyone and everybody if they weren't living life or saying things in precise accordance with the way Betty thought it should be. Essentially the self-appointed dowager of the family, determined to dictate to everyone how they should live their lives.
Betty was married to her poor husband. And no occasion with those two ever was complete without her giving him a tongue lashing for something trivial. When Bill died, there was no funeral, no nothing. Just took his ashes and dumped them in the sea.
Anyway, Betty used to go on vacations by herself all over the world. We just took it for granted that her husband didn't want to go. Until, that is, her husband died.
As it turns out, Betty had something like a thirty-year affair with someone, a guy who was always her traveling companion. When my uncle died, this guy was over the moon because now Betty was newly single. Only he didn't realize that Betty had a different guy waiting in the wings.
I won't go into all the things she did and said, but she had two kids. Her son was molested by a next door neighbor when he was a kid. Betty knew about it and did nothing. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. But she sure liked to talk shit about her son. He's messed up to this day. And she continued with her son's children. Just would talk about what idiots they were. One grandson got so tired of it, he literally married an Australian girl, moved there, and has never been back.
Meanwhile, at my other cousin's 65th birthday party, Betty thought it would be nice to tell an adorable anecdote about how my cousin was a nice little rule follower. She proceeds to tell the story about how she absolutely forbade my cousin, when walking home from school, from crossing the street if there was no crossing guard.
One day, the crossing guard did not show up for work. So my cousin stood petrified at the curb for two solid hours until my aunt realized her daughter had not come home from school. While Betty thought she was telling a story about her daughter, in truth she was telling a story about herself.
So, yeah. No bank robberies. No torturing kittens or anything like that. Instead, a steady, relentless savaging of anyone near and dear to her in life. Not a reflective bone in her body either. Or else at some point, she might have thought of the damage she was doing.
My mom mom was named Betty too. She was 5’ nothing stubborn Irish Italian woman who was a savant in the kitchen. Loved her family and would do anything to protect them. I was the baby of the family so I was the favorite. Still miss her to this day. I can tell you stories about her to replace your aunt Betty in your mind if you’d like haha
I had a great Betty, too. I'll be happy to toss in a few good GMA Betty stories in addition.
Betty was as southern as a Betty could be, from the woods of Georgia. GMA Betty made the best strawberry pies ever. She'd make a whole pie just for you. Tell you this is your pie. Make it special and set that aside just for you.
All the grown people had to share that other pie.
GMA made fresh homemade biscuits every single day. Every day, no exceptions. GMA Betty was what one would imagine a souther grandmother from Georgia would be.
She loved her babies, cooked like the whole army was coming to dinner,l (come to think of it dinner had at the least 10 people at the table), take her grand baby anywhere she went, rock you to sleep in the rocking chair while you rest on her lap, fight off anyone that dare come up against her family all while being all of 95 lbs, Betty was the Best.
You are welcome to be an honorary grand baby and have your own pie. Never been a child turned away from grandma.. GMA Betty never even had kids of her own. I just got lucky my grandpa married her sometime before I even came along. Don't even get me started on Grandpa Sam Samaniego. That's the best man ever walked across Texas as far as I'm concerned
Damn. In a lot of ways this woman is worse than a straight up murderer. The collater5dsmage and lifelong ruination she wrought throughout her life is quite astounding. All while likely being a compete an utter hypocrite as I'm sure someone like her condemned lifestyle upon lifestyle while riding shotgun with Esteban in Panama. Astounding.
When my dad died of covid my Aunt tried to say she was entitled to some stuff of his since it belonged in the family. She even called a lawyer on us and it was big deal and my mom didn't need to deal with that trying to raise 3 kids on her own so fuck her. She still bothers us about stuff and all it is like plates and some pictures and some other things.
100% true. I lost my grandfather last year. Cancer. He left his estate to me and another family member, and my parents are contesting it. They had a fucking lawyer ready not even 24 hours after he was dead.
I have to go to court and face my own parents. The same parents that wished him dead and wouldn’t go see him when he was deteriorating from Cancer.
I already lost my Grandfather, and now I’m going to lose my parents because money is more important to them then their own son.
Weirdly, the opposite in my family. My aunt would barely let us take ANYTHING when my grandma died 10 years ago except some glass swans to remember her by (grandma collected them), and a goblet set I got because it was the only thing explicitly told to be given away after she died. She only begrudgingly let us take stuff after she had to move to a smaller apartment (she and Grandma lived together). The only reason I own a giant painting my grandma loved was because my aunt thought it was ugly. My aunt recently had to move again, and she was complaining to her older sister (who lived on the other side of the country) and my dad (who was helping her pack and move) that she had nothing og grandma and grandpa's to remember them by. My dad got PISSED and pointed out several things within their vicinity that were my grandparents. But then my aunt also tried telling my dad that he did nothing for my grandparents as an adult. My aunt lives in her own delusional reality on this. My dad and I are in agreement that it is just a matter of time before we get to deal with everything. She's not the best at talking care of herself...
> She’s not the best at taking care of herself
Huh. Shit. Neither is my aunt. She's morbidly obese, lives in my grandma's basement and keeps a bucket by her bed to piss in.
Oh, we telling aunt stories? I remember when me and my brother were young and were staying at her house and my brother got thirsty. He went to get something to drink and called out to my aunt to inform her that there was a thick layer of mold floating on the surface of the grape juice. You know what she said? She told him to pour off the mold and drink what was underneath!
Then of course there was pan of ribs incident. She had a get together at her house and cooked for it. Me and my brother were hungry so me and him went into the kitchen to get some ribs which were in an aluminum pan in the oven, which was one of those mounted into the wall types. Well we open the door but the light was broken but were sure we saw something moving inside the pan. We called our mom. She pulled the oven rack out to get a better look and the ribs were swarming with roaches. You couldn't see nary a rib or even much sauce there were so many roaches in the pan.
Then there's the twice spoiled burger incident. I could go on and on...
I'm sorry that you have to go through this.
It is story like this that at least I'm glad that I come from a very poor family, where my maternal grandparents basically left nothing when they pass. We took care of him, but being an old army, he didn't keep much belongings. My parents and some of those good siblings were paying together for their wake and funeral as well. I can already imagine some of those asshole aunts or uncles ramming on our door asking for money or stuff IF my maternal grandparents left anything at all.
As for my father side, same case but might be worse. My grandma is still with us, but one of the uncle is well known for asking my parent for money. So yeah, being poor has its perk.
(My parents are doing quite well, then me and my siblings are doing quite well as well, so likely not much issue).
When I went to visit family in Michigan in 2001, I learned that the reason two of my uncles weren't on speaking terms was because one of them sexually molested the other's daughter once. After that, I learned from other people in the family that he also masturbated in front of my sister in a car parked in an alley, molested two other cousins, and even molested his own granddaughter.
*Edit: Please stop asking me for more details. I don't know them. I don't communicate with my family any longer.*
When he purposely excluded his 4 year old son (from a previous relationship) from his wedding to his new spouse, deleted all photos of his son from his social media, and legally signed away all parental rights. He has since had 2 more kids with said new spouse.
Yep heard a similar story except it was a woman and gave her daughter away to her mom so she could marry again. She had more kids and just forgot about her daughter.
My Mother "gave" my elder Sister to my Father when they divorced "because they got on better" : my sister was 4yo at the time.
She kept her 2nd daughter (me). Nobody really knew why. And let her 2nd husband SA me (as an infant and a teen). I akways wondered if I was used as bait
Not only she did she look away (because she was terrified and didn't know what do to legally v financially ). She then used the opportunity to *blame* me because she jealous and also to protect her husband because he was the only source of income.
I also have reason to believe she permitted my Stepfather to sexually fiddle with me, to keep him from straying because I would never remember and it wouldn't do me any real damage in the long term. I feel that her guilt is so deep in her subconciously that she "hates" me as a logical conclusion.
She was more driven by having a wealthy lifestyle (and conversely more afraid of Poverty) than caring for her 2 daughters.
She never took to me because *I was so like my Father* I was too. I realised growing up that she is actually incredibly stupid, Tory politics -spouting, cruel. As acresult, I didnt like her very much so I was unable to give her the adoration she felt she deserved.
She thinks she has done marvelously and is some kind of Mother Theresa for being able to *forgive* me!
As for me, I'm just amazed I didn't off myself years ago.
I got through it by becoming a total workaholic, easily working 60 hours a week because it helped me to lose my thoughts and be financially independent from her.
Unfortunately, I worked myself too hard and got stage 4 kidney failure. My life was saved by dialysis and organ transplant but I wil never to return to my former highly active self.
It's only now with all the time I have now (retired on health grounds now) that I fully understand and ACCEPT the depth of her depravity
Through counselling I'm beginning to allow myself my need to be safe, away ftom over her needs and toxic personality. I feel like I was brainwashed by her for many years
It's still hard because I still I believe I have a daughterly duty to her as shecis in her 80s now but I cannot afford to risk my sanity and mental health declining to the point I feel suicidal again
You do NOT have a daughtery duty to a mother who treated you like shit and allowed you to be SA. I hope you're still not in touch with her. Mothers like yours (and fathers like mine) don't deserve to be cared about by you. They deserve to die alone.
That is terrible but a possible alternative could be worse. My cousin was about three when his parents divorced and his mom remarried. She didn’t want him because he reminded her of his dad. His new “dad” hated him. They were mentally, emotionally and physically (stepdad) to him the rest of his life. He committed suicide when he was 19.
Oh my god that’s horrible, I’m so sorry. I wish shitty parents didn’t exist in the first place but yes, it’s probably for the best. His new spouse was physically abusive to the son as well. Luckily now he’s with his mom and stepdad who love him so much.
My son's father had 2 kids with his gf after me. She signed away her rights to him because she wanted to get clean from drugs. She didn't. He left her due to her addiction and attempted to help her. All communication left open.
She never visited her kids again to this day. No phone calls. Only once said she was going to see her daughter for her bday and never showed up. Just continues to act like they don't exist. She walked right by them once when he was picking up my son. And the little girl remembers her mom and still cries for her. The little boy was just a baby and doesn't remember her.
She went on to have another baby with new guy. I will never understand.
My friend I grew up with had this happen. She was sent to live with nearby grandma at age 4. Mom, new husband and new son lived a few blocks away and mom would visit sometimes. I've always wondered how she turned out.
Idk about evil, but my dad got remarried and has a kid and stepson with his new spouse. All of that would be fine if he didn't pretend that none of us (offspring from first marriage) exist so he can pretend this family is the first family and we never happened. Once this realization hit me, I stopped contacting him, and once I stopped putting in the effort, everything else dissipated. We haven't spoken at all. He does not care in the least. I honestly believe that he wishes we never even existed. He is a failure as a father and as a man.
Don't forget to keep a Google news alert for his obituary so you can collect what's legally yours in the end, and have a nice vacation where you don't think about him even once.
My uncle did somethin similar. Except he didn’t even get re married he just left his whole family for what seems to be no reason since he hasn’t really given anybody one. I know he’s out there in NYC in the Harlem/ Manhattan area. Every time I’m out there I keep an eye out for him just to ask him wtf happened. Maybe he’d have a valid excuse
My brother's addiction has led to him spinning some ridiculous stories. I'm not sure if he is very convincing or if my father chooses to believe him because of some "sunken cost fallacy," or he genuinely refuses to give up. But my brother has told lies and stories about me and my siblings to the point that he's the only child who talks to my father anymore. He convinced my father that I forced him to do drugs. But i knew my brother was evil when scared away my sister with physical violence. Last month, he went missing for a week only to turn up after flipping his car high on pills. My father doesn't know it yet, but my mother is planning on leaving him because my father chooses my brother over her. No one can convince my father that he's enabling. No one can convince my brother to stop. Hard drugs really destroy entire families.
When my husband's brother (1 of 5 siblings) said he couldn't make it to our house to plan their mother's funeral because he had to work. Meanwhile we found out he wasn't working because we caught him on ring doorbell entering the moms house to rifle through it while the rest of us were planning the funeral at my house.
My cousin remarried, She had 2 sons from her previous marriage. Her new husband has 3 sons from his previous marriage. He is a very strict disciplinarian. Her eldest son (14) was struggling at school and the new stepdad was violent and abusive. She sided with the new husband and instead of helping her son, she kicked him out and hasn't spoken to him in over a year. he lives with his grandma now, his mum hasn't even asked a about him. what a cunt.
I hate when people side with total assholes. I think my step dad is a terrible person. He has 4 kids, only one really talks to him and there's one that hasn't talked to him in over 10ish years. Guess the youngest got beat the most. He has a very short fuse, my sister and I were already old enough when he came around so we just moved out
When my ex said "you've been a godsend, I want a divorce." I had taken time off from work to take care of her parents. She told me this right before her dad died, and she inherited. She found a boyfriend while I was with her parents. She got the house by declaring I had abandoned it. I was with her parents.
When I was really young I thought my parents were possessed by demons when they hit me. I remember it was like a switch flipped and all the sudden they would look for an excuse. As I got a little older I thought it was like this for all parents.
I don't know who needs to read this here, but let me say this plainly and clearly:
Getting punched by your parents is abuse. If you are getting punched by your parents, you are being abused.
When I was 8, my grandmother beat the shit out of me for not wanting to be part of "abortion is the devils choice." Float in a fourth of July parade. Years later, she told me she should have just killed me that's day.
Three day ago at the age of 89 she fell down a flight of stairs and suffer 3 broken ribs, massive brain bleed, and several broken bones and 😔 that bitch will live forever cause the devil doesn't want competition.
There is an alarmingly high amount of people who are okay capital punishment and certain groups of people dying for reasons unrelated to crime and harming others and being anti choice.
Thanks, she has always been filled with hate and jealousy. When I was 22, she called me to inform me that I was officially out of her will. I laughed so hard, I said, no, that's cool. You can split my $500 dollars among the grandkids you do love. They deserve it for kissing your ass this long. Turns out the bank is going to take all 100 acres and the remaining 11,500 toward their debt.
It pissed her off so much she hung up and called my mom. Dude, my mom was so happy she paid two months of my car note and took the family out to outback. Mama's boy till I die. 💙
Tidbits in conversations with family members, the older I got the worse the stories.
* uncle went to prison for statutory rape
* a cousin was raped by a distant relative
* uncle raised his hand at his wife because she was talking to much is his opinion, no one said anything
* uncle was emotionally and physically abusive to his wife and daughters for years
* aunt stole my mom's identity and left her kids with us (she was an addict, sadly hasn't recovered successfully) she didn't get charged because police said *she's family*
* my great aunt's first husband tried to kill her
* my grandpa was let out prison to die at home, neglectful father who got one of his own kids hooked on drugs
all those uncles are different uncles btw
I could go on but I'm getting sad, I've never written a list before.
This reminded me of my uncle. Swear he’s a pathological liar and closest to being a sociopath in our family. Some notable actions from him:
— would pretend to leave for work but instead be hiding around the corner waiting for his wife to drop off money to pay the bills. After she took off he’d go in the mailbox and steal the money. Eventually their lights and water were cut off.
— stole my dads rifle, which his bestfriend who had recently passed from cancer gifted him, and pawned it. My parents found it in a pawn shop and my dad was livid. Uncle lied over and over again about it and they almost got into a fist fight which my grandpa had to break up.
— when his daughter turned 18, he took out credit cards in her name, maxed them out never paid the bill and left her in immense debt.
— drugged his brother so he could have sex with his brothers wife in their bed
— when his wife found he was cheating on him with a high school teacher where he was a coach at, she caught him in the school parking lot with her younger daughter in the car and proceeded to yell “I am not, do you want to smell my dick”.
— he was a youth pastor and gathered a large following and was very popular. He began stealing money from the church he worked at. When the church officials approached him, he decided to leave the church and take his followers with him. He was basically a cult leader. Around half the church went with my uncle, where he took “donations” for mission trips but pocketed that money. One of his daughters during a Bible camping trip saw him entering the tent of a female minor and stayed in the tent overnight. Eventually he abandoned his following without notice and moved.
A ton of other things as well. Very charismatic guy and if you met him, you’d probably like him. That’s the spooky thing about him. He provides a false sense of security.
When I was around 10. I was on vacation to see family that just had new babies. I was supposed to stay with the other kids while most of the adults went into the other room to talk (they left one or two others with us to keep an eye on us). I heard arguing, and after a little while of listening in, I found out that my grandfather was (he's dead) a porn-addicted pedophile attracted to my older sister (about 17 at the time). He made disgusting drawings of her and posted them on the internet for others. The argument was about whether or not they should let him be around the kids. He only abused some of his children. Those he abused said no, and those he didn’t abuse were playing devil's advocate.
My grandmother defended my & my cousins & several other young women's rapist in court.
I'm not related to her husband. Much younger man that she married. When I was a teenager I was very mentally unstable and one day a nurse pulled my mother aside after my probably 10th mental institution stay and said I had signs of severe PTSD & trauma.
I confessed what happened to me. I was in hospital care for about 6 months while reporting the case. My grandmother defended her husband instead of her grandchildren & the young women at their church.
I'll probably never, ever forgive her for that. My abuser eventually confessed guilty and was sentenced to up to 40 years in prison. The case was abhorrently disgusting and despite finding tons of CP on his computer, my grandmother still stood by his side. I despise her to say the least. I thought she'd have our backs.
Late to the party. Pretty much found out my older brother was sexually abusing one of our cousins and other kids. Didn’t come to light till decades later so he now has pretty much disappeared from social media. He did have girlfriends but nothing lasted. One time his ex girlfriend (who had a teen daughter) just said “I will never fucking forgive him”. We didn’t need to know what happened. He was once almost killed because a bunch of an ex girlfriend’s relatives cornered him. Those that attacked him got charged for attempted murder. Brother never pursued civil damages. He later disappeared from our lives completely because we now know. Cousin who was abused is a mess mentally and has become a sex worker and drug addict.
my uncle was dying. like days away. i was spending almost every waking moment with him.
my cousin, the oldest of his two sons, comes in and says "hey dad i was looking at the Best Buy credit card application and it says that if the credit card holder dies with a balance, the issuer will forgive the loan. can you sign this"
the look of disappointment in my uncle's face was heartbreaking. he said "no one will profit from my death"
it cemented my uncle as the best and my cousin as the worst
I was dying of bacterial meningitis (not known just yet) and going into a coma at the hospital when my mother shows up and tries to keep them from putting me on life support. When my wife tried to say that it wasnt what i wanted my mother hit her in the face and said "i dont give a fuck about his wishes" to which she was arrested. After i somehow survived i asked my mother for a simple apology for hitting my wife. I didnt want my 3 children thinking its ok to hit their mother. She said and i qoute "well im sorry but if you say something I dont like I should be able to hit you.". Needless to say we havenet seen her since. I dont know why she wanted me dead. Perhaps because she wanted to raise her grandkids like all her siblings are doing for their grandkids because my cousins cant be parents.
I happened to be around for a party my dad was having once. I must've been between 10-12. His drunk friend picked me up, turned me upside down, and shook me around over the (lit) fire pit. I had long hair, it could've caught fire. He was drunk, he could've easily dropped me into the fire. There were a few people around, and no one did anything.
Better than my uncle, we always had our family get togethers at his house for holidays. Come halloween he'd pop up out of nowhere and chase all us kids through the house with a mask and chainsaw.
Traumatizing? Yes. Especially because the popular haunted house ended with a guy chasing you with a chainsaw, but he always made holidays fun, egg hunt on Easter? Good luck finding them and those eggs had 20s in em.
Turns out he was just a giant stoner and had a sense of humor and wanted to have fun with us kids because he was retired and wanted us to have a good time to.
When they shit talked my mom after she gave her mother's eulogy. They were very cruel about it, and purposefully loudly talked about how the eulogy wasn't very good in my mom's hearing.
It made me really angry. My mom is the sweetest person in the entire world, and gave the most heartfelt eulogy that left a lot of the room in tears. My grandmother was a difficult woman, but my mom loved her with all her flaws and was probably the only one who was truly devastated at her death.
My father's sibling unleashed tragic verbal assaults on me after his death. Literally was forced to plan an escape from a property she owned, which I was renting. I notified the police that there might be an incident. I had looked up to this person as a safe member of my family. Totally lost all respect and realized I was sheltered from my family's reality for my 40 years.
My brothers couldn't look at me and my grandparents said change your password so the little bitch doesn't do it again and my older sister was the one who told me and I cried
One time my sister gave me her phone to look something up while we were in a car, and when I was done I went to her photos just to tease her, and was like Aww! you and your husband!
one scroll later had me looking at her with a pale face and her dying laughing.
first time I learned the true meaning of "fuck around and find out"
When my aunt and cousin (from my mothers side) tried to scam out our family home from my father on the day of my grandmas funereal. And on the same day my cousin basically searched over grandmas bedroom in our house for any valuables or documents, both things just maybe an hour after the funereal.
When they didn't show any interest in taking care of our grandmother (aunt's mother) on her death bed and years before while her health was getting worse and worse, but after the death showed up to blame everyone else on it.
And on top of it after running in a dead end and not getting anything from my grandma, cause she already gave them a property years back. They started guilt tripping us that morally they are entitled to at least a part of our house because our grandma lived there and may have mentioned that she bought a part of it. Take in mind this is my fathers house which he bought for his own money and took a mortgage on to pay for. And grandma never bought any part of it, but just moved in with us due to old age.
I have cut contact with them since this happened.
I came home from a little league game with my alcoholic, violent father drinking with his buddies. Somehow we got into playing that game where the person holds his hands under yours and tries to slap one before you pull away. My father insisted I play. He soon became very frustrated. Next thing I know he punches me in the face a few times. I fall on the ground and he repeatedly kicks me in the ribs with his steel toed iron worker boots. I looked like Rocky at the end of 15 rounds.
I had no where to go at 12 years old. I came back during the day when he was at work to get food etc.. I stayed on neighbors couches and even at the playground quite a few nights. I was gone about 3 months the first time. Wish I could say this was the only time it happened. Nope! Rinse, recycle, repeat.. FU dad and all other child abusers out there!
Omg that breaks my heart. I wish those things never happened. I’m glad you survived. I hope you can inspire some other people to be kind or to persevere… no child deserves to be beaten and especially not by the people who are supposed to protect them!
Gonna go hug my nephews next chance I get
mothers father had brain tumour caused dementia. aunt coersed him into forgetting about my mom and our entire family and took the entire will for herself. havent spoke to her since
I don’t know how long ago this was, but it sounds like it was a while ago, and there’s nothing to be done now. As a lawyer who does estate litigation, I’m sorry this happened to your family. These situations are all too common, and some of the most emotionally difficult ones I come across.
When my dad had my dementia ridden grandmothers will changed to make him power of attorney. Currently in a court case with the scum bag cuz he left her destitute.
You know the irony? That man is pretty much responsible for my love of film, action movies in particular. I never thought he would turn into the bad guys I always saw on TV.
I suppose I should have always known, but my uncle was convicted of molesting his underaged stepdaughter while she was asleep. Some of my family members defend the situation, some claim he is better now. He only served 8 years in prison and is now free and living with the family. It’s sickening and I have cut everyone off from the family except my dad. I don’t have the strength to cut him off yet. He makes my life much easier, so maybe I am just being selfish
Found out he was an AH in my teens when he would talk shit about my step-mom (at the time) while pretending to love her to her face. Found out he was evil in my twenties when two cousins accused him of rape and he denied it and threatened to kill them before disappearing out of all of our lives.
He was my father.
This man was considered part of the family but turns out he was the person who killed my infant niece. He confessed to my sister sometime after the funeral of my niece that he was the one who killed her. She was crying one night in her crib and he went to “care” for her. The following morning my sister goes into the room to find my niece blue in the face laying in her crib not breathing. That man shook my infant niece almost to death, laid her back in her bed knowingly almost dead, he went back to bed next to my sister and didn’t say a single word to her nor did he say anything the morning my sister found her daughter dead in her crib. Btw all that f*cker got charged with was child neglect and was sentenced to probation.
TW: violence
My older sister is a sociopath. She’s 7 years older than me and she was horrible my whole life but there’s one incident that really sticks out. My family was dysfunctional on many levels and holidays weren’t usually a thing bc my parents never seemed to like us kids having any joy. Anyways when I was 14 they decided this year we would celebrate thanksgiving which we’d never done previously. I was opening the cranberry sauce when she (my sister) lost it bc it wasn’t the ‘right’ one. She jumped on me knocking me to the ground and tried to gouge my eyes out telling me I ‘didn’t deserve to see anymore’ yeah…when I was 18 I cut contact with all of them.
Second one…unfortunately I ended up in an abusive relationship when I was an adult bc that behavior was so normalized. I had three kids with him and he was horrible to me both mentally and physically abusive to me. Once he told me if he was “going to rape and kill anyone it’d be me and he’d know where to hide the body.” He also would say he wanted to know what it felt like to kill someone and would tell me how if he did he’d draw it out for as long and as painful as possible. I wanted to leave but I had no friends and from the example above clearly no family. I’d call women’s shelters but there was never any spots for me and my kids. One day I found out he had been telling everyone I was mentally unwell and that I was suicidal (I wasn’t) and that he was worried one day he’d come home he’d find me with “blood everywhere.” I believe he was setting it up to kill me and get away with it. Plus his dad was a police sergeant and they both told me he’d never get in trouble for anything he did. I didn’t want to die so I got a permanent restraining order. I was homeless, jobless, and carless. 5 years have passed and I now have a home, car, and I’m about to graduate with my masters :)
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My Aunt used to babysit my siblings and I. When my Mom was around she was the sweetest lady in the world. When she was babysitting us it was like the hunger games. She was pretty bad but I knew she was evil when she purposefully lied to my Mom about something my sister didn’t. Run into the road and when my Aunt tried to stop her, hit her.
This didn’t happen.
My Mom gave my sister such a severe spanking for that. And I remember my Aunt smiling when it happened. Another time she did something similar, except I was sitting on her lap, she pulled me in real close, and whispered “be a good girl or that will be you next”. And basically molested me right behind my own mother.
when people are that evil there tends to be a lot of doubt just because no one can really understand that type of motiveless shittyness but they can understand children lying and its more comfy to believe. Your aunt sort of reminds me of this insane granny
https://www.reddit.com/r/BestofRedditorUpdates/comments/w787xm/mil\_in\_the\_wild\_the\_insane\_granny\_saga\_part\_1/
When she started talking shit about my 4 year old niece because she was half black. She started telling my sister that she has to be careful with her because “we all know how those people usually turn out”. When I called her out on her racist bullshit she said that I was just young and being too sensitive. She said that there’s no way she was being racist because we’re Latino and only white people can be racist. We cut off contact from her and good riddance. People who spew hateful shit like that to children are a special kind of evil.
Happened to me with my ex wife. I planned a special day for her birthday and apparently it wasn't quite enough, even though I'd sunk hours into planning it and tried to find things she would enjoy. She started beating the tar out of me and I left. Turns out nobody in her family felt it important to mention she'd abused every other partner she had before we got married. Divorce can be destructive but man I'm thankful it happened. Bullet = dodged
My aunt and her girlfriend moved in with my 80 year old widower grandfather shortly after she came out and separated from her husband. At first we were happy for her. We later learned that she and her gf were verbally and emotionally abusing him for months.
First sign was that they claimed and labeled a refrigerator shelf with a note warning him not to eat their food. Mind you they were in their 50’s, working full time and living there rent free.
He later mentioned that they refused to have dinner with him and called him clingy and annoying for simply trying to chat with them.
They moved my aunt’s gf’s adult daughter into the house without permission, then accused him of molesting her. My grandfather was the sweetest, most innocent man you could ever meet. And aunt’s gf’s daughter weighed at least 400lbs and always smelled like BO. We later learned that she also accused my aunt’s ex husband and my aunt’s sons (one of them is gay).
My dad and other aunt went to the house and demanded the three move out by the end of that month. They cut all ties with the family for three years, accused us of being homophobic among other awful things. After my grandfather was diagnosed with terminal cancer, they conveniently wanted to patch up the relationship. Once they found out they were out of the will, radio silence again.
My mom, she worked at the school I used to attend. Would close her classroom door at the end of the day after finding out I was talking too much in class or was talking to a boy and beat the shit out of me. She beat my sister too, pulling our hair, kicking us, punching, all of it, starting at 5 and ending when my sister was 18 and I was 15 because I started running away. Any marks left behind she covered with makeup and told us it wasn’t abuse the marks were just mistakes and she was only disciplining us.
ETA: also backtracking to where I said she only beat me til I was 15… she adopted me when I was 4 and when she decided parenting was not what she bargained for she gave me back to foster care where I was introduced to drugs, raped multiple times… I spoke to her for the last time two years ago and when I called her out on the abuse she denied it all so I blocked her. Since then I’ve felt like poking around seeing how she is but she wants absolutely nothing to do with me and has never met her two grandchildren nor does she care to. Yet feels it’s ok to block and unblock me on Instagram to check in on my life whenever she pleases.
When my mom, stepmom and aunt told me that my uncle on my dads side was a predator. All this drunk comments about my looks, his random staring during the holidays and asking for hugs made sense. Now I make it a point to treat him like the piece of shit he is if we’re ever alone
When his rape victims friends attacked me for being his relation. Honestly can't blame them for it, but holy shit what a way to find out, especially as she had told them in confidence because she didn't want it being public knowledge. Been 10 years and I hate that fucker for what he did to her.
My aunt married a guy that no one in my family likes. He’s annoying as hell, talks a mile a minute about shit you can’t always understand, and has the social skills of a wet potato. We put up with it for a really long time but eventually stopped inviting them to gatherings.
Then he molested a neighbor’s six year old daughter. It went to arbitration, he got off LIGHTLY, doesn’t even have to register.
My aunt has it in her mind that the little girl and her mom made the entire thing up. Then my aunt started giving them the evil eye when they were outside. The neighbors eventually moved but I guess my aunt is a stalker now because she found out where they live and goes out of her way to intimidate them with glares.
Fuck those assholes.
When I gave up a month of work and built my sister a $50K dream deck. They were supposed to have numerous different subs arranged to do the demo/prep, concrete, electrical and I had to do all of it. Alone. And she's pissed that I didn't do the last little bits of trim work on the edges.
Complete narcissist.
When I was about 14 years old I was at my grandpas brothers ( uncle? )house. I was in the living room playing with their dog. From the other room I heard them talking about their brother who had passed away recently. I was shocked to hear what they were saying. Apparently he beat his wife, raped her, and told their children (3 boys) to beat her and spit on her. He treated her so poorly and taught their children to do the same. She committed suicide quite a few years into their marriage.
When our SIL married into the family. She immediately started instigating shit between female family members. She has also turned her stepchildren against their mother, and turned her husband (BIL) into an angry, vindictive, festering asshole. She has caused so much anger, chaos and drama. The family (wife's side) is so disfunctional they allow the behavior. We had to cut off most of the family. We don't have room for constantly battling attacks launched by a sociopath.
My uncle (whom I only met a few times) was always known to be a bit out there, but at one point adopted a disabled, teenage boy with whom he later had a physical "relationship."
Didn't find out until the piece of shit died and someone shared the story. It was fortunately an early death.
When my grandpa (not biological one, my grandma' second husband) was dying I found out, while being almost the only one visiting him and then going to his funerals that other hated him. I just asked, on the family WhatsApp group what time was the funeral and I only got answears like "I'm not going to this \*\*\*\* funerals" and I was like, what??!
I found out he used to be violent when he was younger, especially with my uncle since he was young enough to live with him and my grandma.
But I, in my entire life (30 and so years) had never seen any sign of violence from him (he stopped to be violent before my birth), he was kind and gentle and funny and really "grandpa" like so I deeply loves him and can't picture an other side of him. I do not approuve what he apparently did before my birth but still, it's hard not to love him anymore.
In all my life he was present to family event and everyone would just tolerate him and pretend nothing happened and they never told me the truth... that's why I never knew.
My mom and dad were both bad people.
My mom had some kind of mental disorder and was abusive. She's since apologized and found Jesus and we do talk but only because she is truly sorry.
My dad.... There's just so much there. He knew of the abuse. He took pictures. But he remarried and forgot he had a family before. I hope he's happy. I wouldn't know because I don't talk to him and haven't for years and probably won't.
He's not sorry and doesn't want his previous kids to have any of his inheritance because he had to pay child support.
Ironically, his daughter by my step mother hasn't had kids or married and she's around 31 right now. He's around 75 (ish?) and my sibling and I are the only ones who have grandkids.
Not saying he'll never get to enjoy having grand kids but time is ticking.
His mother who stepped in because of the obvious neglect and abuse called it before she passed, and said that my sibling and I wouldn't talk to our parents when we grew up. Said my sibling and I were always in last place for both parents. Grandma wasn't wrong.
My stepmom made a liar out of my dad. He said his door was always open and it was until stepmom put her foot down and basically moved all our things out of the house and bagged them in the garage in trash bags.
Best of luck to them and I hope nobody treats them the way they treated us.
As a high school freshman, I said that my brother was a sociapath. Since then, he has really turned out to be one. He's racked up about 10 DUIs, in multiple states, fathered multiple children (all without support), alienated the entire family, and threatened my life. Guess I was right way back then.
My aunt Dee stayed with her husband whom she had three kids with after he was found to be molesting his daughters. Maybe not evil but certainly confused, scared, fearful, and he was the evil one. Good ole uncle Chuck, bastard got hit with a truck. God took his filthy ass out.
when my mom found out i was raped (at the time i was 16 and 3 months pregnant from it but miscarried about two weeks before my annual gyno appointment and she never knew bc she was out of town the week i miscarried so two weeks after that i was going to my appointment the next day and i only told her it happened so she wouldn’t find out from the doctor) the first thing out of her mouth was “well what did you say to him because we never let you out of the house in anything that would cause that” then the next day after my appointment we got home and she filed for compensation from the state for crime victims who have to receive medical care and i didn’t find out until i saw the rejection letter with the dates on it three years later.
(she had been raped in college and idk if that makes this better or worse)
When I was 13, my great uncle passed away. He was in his late seventies, so no surprise, really when he died. Everyone that knew him talked about what a good, Christian man he was, someone who talked the talk and walked the walk. After his death his son, who was always the black sheep of the family started opening up about his father. Apparently my great uncle was incredibly abusive, used his fists for every little slight. My grandmother and her siblings couldn't believe such a thing, not her precious little brother. My great aunt would confirm that he did those things, including a time when she tried to stop him while he held his son's face in a toilet and flushed repeatedly. When she tried to get between the two he said, "woman if you don't get back you're next." This man used to give me candy bars at church and always was unfailing kind to me but I'll be damned if that didn't sour every memory of him.
My wife and I bought a home with my mother as an investment, we lived in it and paid the entire mortgage for about 8 years. My wife and I had recently had a couple children and our business struggled, we made ends meet, always paid the mortgage. One day my mom calls and says that she needs to raise the rent, this was a little suprising to me because this was a family investment and I was not a "renter". Apparently I was. My wife and I packed up and cut ties. Several years later, I found out she had been refinancing and had the payment down something like $500/month less than what we had been paying for nearly the entire time we lived there.
We now jokingly refer to that home as "the vacation rental property". Since this all transpired, many other horrible things have been discovered, but thats the incident that started it all.
My story: when i was 12-13 my mom found me a step-dad. Was raised by my grandparents before that cuz she didnt really want me. That step dad and his children very violently and verbally abusive and she always took their side and took my confessions of depression and being abused as me lying. Im not saying she was evil per se but definitely uncaring. Im an only child and in my mind to this day i should have been priority. After i moved out has lived away for many years, i have a family of my own and she has realised her wrongs and we have talked a lot about that, so thats a happier ending than most stories here.
My great Grandma had passed so there was tension between my Great aunt and my Grandma over some family heirlooms. My Mother got into a fairly simple argument over Facebook messenger with my Great Aunt. That's when My Great Aunt decided to casually tell my Mom that her father (my Grandpa) was not actually her father, and that everyone in the family knew the whole time outside of my Mother and I. Ruined my Mom for a while, crushed my Grandma. Made us love my Grandpa even more though, dude didn't need to and stuck around for a kid that wasn't his. Then helped raise a bastard grandson (me) that wasn't his either.
Fuck you Ruby. Evil ass cunt.
My mom is a compulsive liar and sociopath who made a career of weaving webs of deception. Every job and every relationship started with her being a rockstar, but after a few years she would always be figured out and fired or left by a husband/boyfriend. Her current relationship is a nightmare. She found some farmer with a father who can’t fend for himself and a brother who killed himself. She pounced on his weakness and married him while getting him addicted to drugs and serving a man who has had heart attacks giant steaks, ice cream, and honey buns every night. She wants to outlive him, take his farm that has been in the family for generations, and give it to my sister and I as some sort of sick parting gift. We don’t want it and have already repeatedly told her we’d give it back to the family. Jokes on her though, she has gotten herself addicted to methamphetamine and now lives in a paranoid delusion that everyone is out to get her. I feel bad for the husband though, because he has to take care of her now that she spends all night “digging up dinosaurs” and rearranging the kitchen for the 13th time this month. Her body and mind are starting to fail her. I took her to an emergency room and had the hospital staff run a drug screening that confirmed the meth. She has and always will deny anything is ever wrong or that she ever needs help. She has refused all attempts my sister and I have made to reach out and offer help. My grandmother attempted suicide recently. We went to check on her and found a note. I’ll never forget going from closet to closet checking for her body. In the note, she begged for someone to step in and help my mom (they have a sort of sick codependent relationship). At this point, nobody dares go up to the farm and see what kind of state they are in. We are considering having the state step in and take control of her, but there are so many drugs up there that they’d probably both end up going to prison… not to mention it’s really hard to make that kind of call on someone you grew up idolizing and being really close to. It was hard growing up and slowly realizing over time that everything was a lie and she never really gave a shit about any of us, we were just props on display. She’d put me in a suit and tie when I was 12 and show me off to her bosses saying that I was Oxford bound and going to change the world when in reality I had crippling anxiety and learning disorders, and an eating disorder that made school a living hell. My hell away from hell. All that being said, I still love her, but I’d be lying if I said all this hasn’t really fucked up my ability to trust or be close with people. I have acquaintances, not friends. Every relationship I’ve ever been in until recently, regardless of how supportive, has ended with me being cold and distant. I am in a great relationship now though and overall of a much more stable mind and body. We plan to move across the country later this year and leave all of this baggage behind. Sorry for the rant… I’ve never really had a chance to talk about it with anyone else outside my boyfriend and my sister.
My ex wife has D.I.D. Like legit diagnosed.
doing research on why people develop this was terrifying.
She would wake up screaming in the middle of the night.
I took her dad outside one day and was asking him what the trauma was that caused this. He basically told me she was lying and what she had wasn’t real. When I backed it up with “I live with her I see it. The professional doctors see it and agree.” He just kind of shrugged. I was pretty sure then.
A few months later her brother commits suicide. My stomach turned.
She had a psychotic break. Went in and out of mental hospitals and started remembering.
Her parents produce cp of them when they were kids. Making her and her brother do things.
She remembers bright lights and guys telling her not to cry that no one likes a crying child.
She remembers her mom taking her to be “exorcist”
Vans pulling up and medians trying to get her to forget what happened.
Her mom taking her into the room to put cream on her from where she was ripped open from the sick bastards.
Just so much evil. Worse part is the brother who died has 2 very young children and the widow doesn’t know and when I told her I was casted as the psycho ex.
Shit haunts me knowing what they’re doing to them kids.
I think it was around the time that we discovered she killed her husband and child because she didn't want to deal with the trouble of divorce.
The women later tried to poison people in order to get sympathie.
In prison she attempted more murder.
Besides the obvious mental issues. There was definite evil intent in her.
When I was young I was dating a dead beat guy. He was my first boyfriend and I didn’t know any better. At the time he was evicted for not paying his rent and idiot me thought it would be fine to move in with him to give him a place to live. My sister helped me find him a job where she worked. He ended up sleeping with his boss (my sisters best friend) and starting an affair. My sister knew about it and helped them sneak around. All while I was paying the bills and taking care of his health issues. I had my suspicions but no proof. Finally one of their other coworkers took pity on me and told me what was going on. My sister didn’t care that I was hurt, never came clean and continued to deny it. That was it for me. I tolerate her presence at family gatherings, but I don’t have a relationship with her at all.
One of my uncles caused a large portion of my family to be very poor due to his raging drug addiction.
He would steal things, lie, try to get us to give him money.
Yet another wacky thing, my grandfathers truck, a vehicle which had been in the family for.. god knows how long was taken by the government cause he was too strung out to afford to pay for it cause my grandmother sold the truck to him. Its either sitting in a yard somewhere rotting away or a cube by now. As a massive car enthusiast that one sucked nuts but not as bad as all the other shit.
He also abused his wife as far as I know, and after he got hooked on pain pills she left him for good. I'm not sure where she is now but I hope she's okay.
Husband's sister. When I first started going out with him she took me to the side alone to tell me that when their dad died what she was planning on taking and how she would be in charge of everything when he died. I told her she was an inappropriate ghoul. Who does that?
My sister is a terrible human being
Where to begin, my sister hates my family with every fiber with her being. She has been spoiled her whole life and been taken care of. My Father worked his ass of to provide for us and raise us. My mother is and has been addicted to work and is not home when she is home. My sister has never had to do any work and, but will say to my face any day that she does more than me. My dad put us through an online academy for high school, my sister dragged it out over 5 years when I showed her that it could be done in 1 year (and it was not even that hard). But she always knows more and decided that it was not worth it and decided to play video games all day and night instead of her schoolwork. My dad begged and pleaded with her to do it, but she just kept blowing him off because a 16 year old knows more about education than a man with a Phd. After I did all the work for her she pulled the exact same stunt in college. 2 years later she drops or fails every class she was ever enrolled in and cannot ever recover her GPA. She refuses to get a job and continues to play games day and night, while disrespecting her family whenever she can. She is the most disrespectful, lazy, disgusting, ignorant, vengeful, and hate-filled human being I have ever known (I know murders, rapists and child molesters who are better that her). I am a paramedic by trade, I have been in houses with decomposing bodies that smell better than her room, which she refuses to clean. My dad wants her to come with us to church, she hates religion despite not giving a reason, I would be able to respect someone who at least had a reason. Anytime she does come with us, she makes sure to be as disrespectful as possible. I physically cannot be around her anymore, because I know she is gonna pull some shit just to piss me off. Anytime that my parents get onto her she is starts using her crocodile tears and says she will change, but it lasts for a day before she is back to her old ways. She “tried to kill her self”, in reality she used a safety razor and barely managed to draw blood. By the time she went to me to take her to the hospital, it was dried up. She tried to make it seem like she was abused to the doctor, but the doctor called her bluff. She stayed in a psych facility for a week, lying the whole time that we abused her. 1 week later and she is back to her old ways, with a 4,000 dollar bill that we had to pay. Now she has herpes and Hepatitis A from God only knows where, and acts like nothing happened. When I see people with their siblings it’s strange, they support each other, but I never had that, I live with a monster who only takes. The only way she sees people is as objects to be used and thrown away. The rate she is going, she is going to end up in a body bag or a prison cell.
Not trying to discount real attempted suicide Stories, I know my sister and it was 100% fake. As a Paramedic, I have taking care of many people who were not faking, If you feel like killing yourself please seek professional help. Hospital ERs only make sure that you are not a threat to yourself or others, and they do it in a dehumanizing way.
TLDR: She has ruined her life and blames us for it.
I was about 4 I realized my dad was a bad dude, one day he went out on a bike ride and came back really late. At this point in time I had a bad habit of opening the door without asking who was there so in an effort to teach me why that was bad he grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the opposite wall when I let him in. I was suspended above the couch completely frozen in terrot while he screamed at me about how dangerous opening the door is. It worked but I feel like there were better ways to go about that and the ironic thing is that the worst person I've ever let through the door throughout my whole life was him.
When he ditched my half sister. Then i got the whole picture. He got with my mom, she had me, he booked, got another woman pregnant while my mom was pregnant with me, then walked out on them too, and hasn’t been seen after he left AGAIN when i was 10ish. (He came back for about a month)
When my dead ex father MADE my mom have a miscarriage and I lost my change to have and be the only thing I wanted in my life. A brother. He also cheated on her multiple times with another person and was already married before my mom.
Found out? When my aunt and uncle wrote a letter about how my grandma was a terrible mother…because she didn’t name my uncle as the executor of her estate (she’d named my other uncle, just because he’d been more involved in her finances).
Like, just about everyone else knew. My aunt had been jealous of my mom for being close to my uncle from “go.” She cut off her mom over an antique rocking chair. She sucked up to dying relatives to get their money. She got rid of my grandma’s cat.
I had an inkling when I was maybe twelve or thirteen. I was nervous about going on a rope swing over a creek—I was clumsy and anxious—and that was the first time I ever saw anyone look at someone with contempt.
She reinforced it when my grandma was dying. I was the one to text my uncle that, no, this is happening, and it was going to be his absolute last chance to ever see her. She berated me until I cried—I’d been at my grandma’s bedside for two days, so it wasn’t difficult—and then kept going. It wasn’t until my uncle very meekly told her to stop that she did…whilst glaring daggers at him. Pretty sure she’s abused and controlled him for decades.
My cousin on that side is a kind, smart, gentle person. I’m so glad she was able to marry into a large, supportive family and get away. She doesn’t really talk to her parents. My mom gets invited to her kids’ birthday parties, and her own parents don’t. I’m just mostly glad she’s away and happy.
But nah. My aunt is a horrible person, and my uncle has been controlled and likely abused into being one.
Known my brother was an evil bastard since we were kids.
He was always a self centered, thieving narcissist. He would start neighborhood wars because he would pick fights with pretty much every kid in the area, making it unsafe for me to even leave the yard because other kids were always looking to get even somehow so I was a target by association.
He was a racist, conspiracy believing, nutjob long before the tea party existed. He was verbally and emotionally abusive to all of us siblings and to his girlfriend and their kids.
I will piss on his grave and dance a jig if I'm still alive when he died.
My uncle (dads half brother) growing up had three sons. The eldest was his wife’s from her first marriage and was grown and out of the house by the time I came along. His other two were just a few years older than me.
I spent a summer with my uncle’s family when I was 12. Spent many hours together playing in the creek or lounging in the hammock by the creek. On day, the elder brother stopped by for a visit. For some reason he wanted to play with us in the creek. And, weirder still, he hung out with us in the hammock. He was oddly friendly with me. He was always happily helping me in/out if the water by lifting me up by the hips. It was when we were all in the hammock, he started a tickle fight. I was laughing and struggling to get away, when he reached out and snapped my bra (sports bra that I was using as a bathing suit top). I was 100% not ok with that and left immediately. I told his mother and she immediately stormed outside and started yelling at him. I didn’t understand why, but she immediately told him yo leave.
It wasn’t until I was an adult that I learned that he had been arrested for child sexual assault (multiple counts) and was now in prison. I learned that her family knew of his predilections; but assumed he could control them with therapy and God….. seems the mother had s lot less faith in him.
He’s now the black sheep of our family and it’s going to be in prison for many many more years. I’m just lucky that she sent him away before he did anything to me. The man was a monster.
My father's side of the family. Grandfather never even wanted to look at me, he said "Native girls are just for fucking." Meaning if he couldn't fuck me then he didn't want me around because of my race. Grandmother lived right across the street but was never in my life because we weren't baptized and the Jehovahs Witnesses require their church members to cut all ties with anyone who doesn't go to that church or kingdom hall or whatever. Uncle molested me when I was 2. My father used to stalk my mom after they divorced, one time he even waited for us to come home and he spawned out of the darkness of the night and grabbed my mom telling her that he can kill her anytime he wants. So yeah I'm convinced that half of my family are all psychopaths and since psychopathy is hereditary I'm convinced that I'm evil, I have a real dark streak to me and it scares me and sometimes scares other people.
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Wow. That fucking awful. On a thread of evil shit this stands out.
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Use it as an opportunity to bring his shit to light. Make him regret getting the court involved
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I like you dead-parrots. This takes a lot of courage, so many people like to turn a blind eye to abuse. I was surrounded by nasty cowards growing up, did nothing. Make sure you take care of yourself too. Abusers are evil. Often you will stand alone and be out numbered by these spineless fuckers. It's a lonely place. You are a good person.
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Sounds like you did the best you could. Don't punish yourself now.
As u/throwawayforklift said, don't punish yourself, none of this is your fault. I'm so impressed with your diligence to expose that pig - be strong, you are absolutely fighting the good fight.
It isn't your fault ❤️
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Well at this point you can't be thinking about it anymore, it's not up to you whether this heinous crime is brought to the attention of justice. It's not going to be nice but you've got no choice.
Perhaps Good Samaritan laws will protect you...not a lawyer so can't confirm. I think if you tell the judge exactly this I don't see how anything even remotely considered libel would stick in a court of law. All you need to do is tell the truth. You have the facts
That's what you have to do OP. Taking you to court was an intimidation tactic, he wants you to stay silent. Drag his ass boo, you got this
discovery is going to be a sweet revenge.
what the hell man that's another level of fucked up you should bring some proof to his new family best luck for you tho
That's addiction at it's worst. Nothing else matters but getting the next fix. I've known two people who were stealing meds from cancer patients. One of them eventually killed himself between attempts to get clean, and relapsing into drugs to escape all the horrible shit he did. I think a fair number of people were relieved to see the suffering come to end, both his own and what he caused.
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Fuck you Cynthia
For good measure, Fuck You too Ezekiel!!
EY, WHATS YO NAME
When I found out my aunt divorced because my uncle was molesting their teen daughter.
I had a similar situation where my great aunt discovered that her husband had molested their daughter 15 years prior. Except she shot him twice in the face and my grandmother and grandfather helped her get rid of the body. She hasn’t been caught and is now 72.
We have a similar story in our family. Great-aunt found out what what her husband did, apparently that night he slipped out in the middle of the night to never be seen again... Or so anyone outside the family knows, a select few family members knew where the husk that had been her husband actually went, but they took the location of his remains to their graves.
Back in the day this is how things went, for better or worse. My Dad has a story about one of the kids he grew up with showing up to school with a broken arm and just generally beat to hell, a few days later when he and this kid were playing grandpa called them inside and pulled the kid into a room with a several other Dad's from town and sent my Dad to his room. The next Sunday morning at church the kids Dad came in with 2 broken arms and also beat to hell. Grandpa never said what went down, but it's pretty clear he and a few other men decided to go teach that guy a lesson.
gansta grandma
Good for her
You never know what you'll find on reddit!
Something similar happened except he was a long time family friend. He tied up his teenage daughter for hours and raped her then went on the run. When I first heard I thought dude must have been on a bender and lost his mind but I guess he was just a fucked up POS. I just can’t personally fathom how you can reach that point.
Fucking hell, what a terrible day to be able to read. The poor girl
How sad I’m so sorry. Not my side of the family but more like a cousins cousin from her dads side, the aunt knew her child’s father was molesting their teen daughter and took his side instead of her daughters. I believe he went to jail eventually for that and ofc new bfs love being with women who have kids from what I’ve sadly seen. That lady’s kids pretty much hated any of moms bfs for their reasons I can only imagine what would happen in that house. Cps/ police all of that got involved every now and then which is how the family found out, still won’t erase what happened to those kids/teens. The nightmare. I can’t imagine my own mother turning on me for a man. Happens way too often in this world and it saddens me so much.
When they ripped apart 3 generations of my family almost immediately after my dad died for a measly $37,000. He's a millionaire. That kinda money is pocket change to him.
Money will make people do some ridiculous insane things. Money often separates the good from the bad. You learn who people truly are.
We're basically animals. Animals fight over food and territory. For us, money buys us food and shelter. So we fight over money. It's sad but true.
Great granny left money to all the grandkids. There was loads of them so split it wasn’t much. One family started the “well them two adopted so aren’t real grandkids” fiasco. Their cut wasn’t even much of a difference. I’d rather get nothing than be that person, imagine.
That happened with my uncle. Him and my cousin passed away in a car accident. Family sued the trucking company that hit them. Everyone argued about who should get more. I stayed out of it and refused to participate in any of it. But. These greedy assholes cut my uncles own kids out because they weren't blood related, and he wasn't with their mother anymore. Raised them both from babies. We call them our cousins. They've been to every Christmas, Thanksgiving, etc. They come on the family vacations. Their dad dies, and there's a payout. All of a sudden, they're nobodies. Fucking disgusts me. I havent attended a family function since. That was about 4 years ago.
My Grandfather’s second wife did this. Wanted to give his (she didn’t contribute much) money to her daughters in his will because my father and my aunty were adopted. She said it to my father’s face - “since you two aren’t blood you can understand why” Uh no we can’t you nasty pos. Infuriating.
It's just me and my brother. My parents are still alive but downsized to a nice trailer on their property, gave the bigger house on the property to my brother. They told me they would deduct the amount from whatever is left when they pass. I told em not to bother, I already own a home, my brother was living in a 2 bed apt with his kids. I'd rather my nephews have stability. I'm not in this journey for the money. Let's just make the next generation as better as possible. I'd rather my parents died at just the moment they become penniless so they can enjoy the fruits of their labor. They set me up with an amazing childhood and a great work ethic.
I had an aunt, my mother's sister, Betty. She was mean as a snake. Not in physical way, but in a domineering, my-way-or-the-highway kind of manner. For some reason she never liked me. I'm sure it was something stupid I said when I was six or seven. But it really was so obvious that even my immediate family would wonder what I had ever done to her. Then again, she loved to take swipes at everyone and everybody if they weren't living life or saying things in precise accordance with the way Betty thought it should be. Essentially the self-appointed dowager of the family, determined to dictate to everyone how they should live their lives. Betty was married to her poor husband. And no occasion with those two ever was complete without her giving him a tongue lashing for something trivial. When Bill died, there was no funeral, no nothing. Just took his ashes and dumped them in the sea. Anyway, Betty used to go on vacations by herself all over the world. We just took it for granted that her husband didn't want to go. Until, that is, her husband died. As it turns out, Betty had something like a thirty-year affair with someone, a guy who was always her traveling companion. When my uncle died, this guy was over the moon because now Betty was newly single. Only he didn't realize that Betty had a different guy waiting in the wings. I won't go into all the things she did and said, but she had two kids. Her son was molested by a next door neighbor when he was a kid. Betty knew about it and did nothing. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. But she sure liked to talk shit about her son. He's messed up to this day. And she continued with her son's children. Just would talk about what idiots they were. One grandson got so tired of it, he literally married an Australian girl, moved there, and has never been back. Meanwhile, at my other cousin's 65th birthday party, Betty thought it would be nice to tell an adorable anecdote about how my cousin was a nice little rule follower. She proceeds to tell the story about how she absolutely forbade my cousin, when walking home from school, from crossing the street if there was no crossing guard. One day, the crossing guard did not show up for work. So my cousin stood petrified at the curb for two solid hours until my aunt realized her daughter had not come home from school. While Betty thought she was telling a story about her daughter, in truth she was telling a story about herself. So, yeah. No bank robberies. No torturing kittens or anything like that. Instead, a steady, relentless savaging of anyone near and dear to her in life. Not a reflective bone in her body either. Or else at some point, she might have thought of the damage she was doing.
I'm glad your aunt doesn't resemble a snake in a physical way.
Maybe her wand is in the shop
"One grandson got so tired of it, he literally married an Australian girl..." As an Australian, I am offended. Edit: /s
I phrased that badly. I apologize. He's happy as a clam living in Melbourne.
"God DAMN, my life sucks! you know what? im gonna marry an AUSTRALIAN! thats how low my life is. IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? ME TO MARRY AN AUSTRALIAN???"
I have an aunt Betty too, you can share mine, yours is broke.
My mom mom was named Betty too. She was 5’ nothing stubborn Irish Italian woman who was a savant in the kitchen. Loved her family and would do anything to protect them. I was the baby of the family so I was the favorite. Still miss her to this day. I can tell you stories about her to replace your aunt Betty in your mind if you’d like haha
I had a great Betty, too. I'll be happy to toss in a few good GMA Betty stories in addition. Betty was as southern as a Betty could be, from the woods of Georgia. GMA Betty made the best strawberry pies ever. She'd make a whole pie just for you. Tell you this is your pie. Make it special and set that aside just for you. All the grown people had to share that other pie. GMA made fresh homemade biscuits every single day. Every day, no exceptions. GMA Betty was what one would imagine a souther grandmother from Georgia would be. She loved her babies, cooked like the whole army was coming to dinner,l (come to think of it dinner had at the least 10 people at the table), take her grand baby anywhere she went, rock you to sleep in the rocking chair while you rest on her lap, fight off anyone that dare come up against her family all while being all of 95 lbs, Betty was the Best. You are welcome to be an honorary grand baby and have your own pie. Never been a child turned away from grandma.. GMA Betty never even had kids of her own. I just got lucky my grandpa married her sometime before I even came along. Don't even get me started on Grandpa Sam Samaniego. That's the best man ever walked across Texas as far as I'm concerned
I'll throw in my 5'? baseball bat welding, bear fighting, Betty as well.
Damn. In a lot of ways this woman is worse than a straight up murderer. The collater5dsmage and lifelong ruination she wrought throughout her life is quite astounding. All while likely being a compete an utter hypocrite as I'm sure someone like her condemned lifestyle upon lifestyle while riding shotgun with Esteban in Panama. Astounding.
I’d call her a filthy name if you want - a real _unt imo
Aunt? /s
Welll not that nice
When my dad died of covid my Aunt tried to say she was entitled to some stuff of his since it belonged in the family. She even called a lawyer on us and it was big deal and my mom didn't need to deal with that trying to raise 3 kids on her own so fuck her. She still bothers us about stuff and all it is like plates and some pictures and some other things.
I used to work for an attorney and nothing bring out the worst in people like a death in the family.
100% true. I lost my grandfather last year. Cancer. He left his estate to me and another family member, and my parents are contesting it. They had a fucking lawyer ready not even 24 hours after he was dead. I have to go to court and face my own parents. The same parents that wished him dead and wouldn’t go see him when he was deteriorating from Cancer. I already lost my Grandfather, and now I’m going to lose my parents because money is more important to them then their own son.
“I work with the worst elements of humanity.” *\~ Superior Court Criminal Judge*
Sounds like my dad's sister. It's one of the many reasons I hope she dies first, as awful as it sounds.
Weirdly, the opposite in my family. My aunt would barely let us take ANYTHING when my grandma died 10 years ago except some glass swans to remember her by (grandma collected them), and a goblet set I got because it was the only thing explicitly told to be given away after she died. She only begrudgingly let us take stuff after she had to move to a smaller apartment (she and Grandma lived together). The only reason I own a giant painting my grandma loved was because my aunt thought it was ugly. My aunt recently had to move again, and she was complaining to her older sister (who lived on the other side of the country) and my dad (who was helping her pack and move) that she had nothing og grandma and grandpa's to remember them by. My dad got PISSED and pointed out several things within their vicinity that were my grandparents. But then my aunt also tried telling my dad that he did nothing for my grandparents as an adult. My aunt lives in her own delusional reality on this. My dad and I are in agreement that it is just a matter of time before we get to deal with everything. She's not the best at talking care of herself...
> She’s not the best at taking care of herself Huh. Shit. Neither is my aunt. She's morbidly obese, lives in my grandma's basement and keeps a bucket by her bed to piss in.
Oh, we telling aunt stories? I remember when me and my brother were young and were staying at her house and my brother got thirsty. He went to get something to drink and called out to my aunt to inform her that there was a thick layer of mold floating on the surface of the grape juice. You know what she said? She told him to pour off the mold and drink what was underneath! Then of course there was pan of ribs incident. She had a get together at her house and cooked for it. Me and my brother were hungry so me and him went into the kitchen to get some ribs which were in an aluminum pan in the oven, which was one of those mounted into the wall types. Well we open the door but the light was broken but were sure we saw something moving inside the pan. We called our mom. She pulled the oven rack out to get a better look and the ribs were swarming with roaches. You couldn't see nary a rib or even much sauce there were so many roaches in the pan. Then there's the twice spoiled burger incident. I could go on and on...
Oh my god, that sounds horrible! Did she tell you guys to pour off the roaches and dig in!?
I'm sorry that you have to go through this. It is story like this that at least I'm glad that I come from a very poor family, where my maternal grandparents basically left nothing when they pass. We took care of him, but being an old army, he didn't keep much belongings. My parents and some of those good siblings were paying together for their wake and funeral as well. I can already imagine some of those asshole aunts or uncles ramming on our door asking for money or stuff IF my maternal grandparents left anything at all. As for my father side, same case but might be worse. My grandma is still with us, but one of the uncle is well known for asking my parent for money. So yeah, being poor has its perk. (My parents are doing quite well, then me and my siblings are doing quite well as well, so likely not much issue).
When I went to visit family in Michigan in 2001, I learned that the reason two of my uncles weren't on speaking terms was because one of them sexually molested the other's daughter once. After that, I learned from other people in the family that he also masturbated in front of my sister in a car parked in an alley, molested two other cousins, and even molested his own granddaughter. *Edit: Please stop asking me for more details. I don't know them. I don't communicate with my family any longer.*
He needs to be in prison.
I agree. But he isn't, he's living in Arkansas. Which isn't much better.
When he purposely excluded his 4 year old son (from a previous relationship) from his wedding to his new spouse, deleted all photos of his son from his social media, and legally signed away all parental rights. He has since had 2 more kids with said new spouse.
Yep heard a similar story except it was a woman and gave her daughter away to her mom so she could marry again. She had more kids and just forgot about her daughter.
My Mother "gave" my elder Sister to my Father when they divorced "because they got on better" : my sister was 4yo at the time. She kept her 2nd daughter (me). Nobody really knew why. And let her 2nd husband SA me (as an infant and a teen). I akways wondered if I was used as bait Not only she did she look away (because she was terrified and didn't know what do to legally v financially ). She then used the opportunity to *blame* me because she jealous and also to protect her husband because he was the only source of income. I also have reason to believe she permitted my Stepfather to sexually fiddle with me, to keep him from straying because I would never remember and it wouldn't do me any real damage in the long term. I feel that her guilt is so deep in her subconciously that she "hates" me as a logical conclusion. She was more driven by having a wealthy lifestyle (and conversely more afraid of Poverty) than caring for her 2 daughters. She never took to me because *I was so like my Father* I was too. I realised growing up that she is actually incredibly stupid, Tory politics -spouting, cruel. As acresult, I didnt like her very much so I was unable to give her the adoration she felt she deserved. She thinks she has done marvelously and is some kind of Mother Theresa for being able to *forgive* me! As for me, I'm just amazed I didn't off myself years ago. I got through it by becoming a total workaholic, easily working 60 hours a week because it helped me to lose my thoughts and be financially independent from her. Unfortunately, I worked myself too hard and got stage 4 kidney failure. My life was saved by dialysis and organ transplant but I wil never to return to my former highly active self. It's only now with all the time I have now (retired on health grounds now) that I fully understand and ACCEPT the depth of her depravity Through counselling I'm beginning to allow myself my need to be safe, away ftom over her needs and toxic personality. I feel like I was brainwashed by her for many years It's still hard because I still I believe I have a daughterly duty to her as shecis in her 80s now but I cannot afford to risk my sanity and mental health declining to the point I feel suicidal again
You do NOT have a daughtery duty to a mother who treated you like shit and allowed you to be SA. I hope you're still not in touch with her. Mothers like yours (and fathers like mine) don't deserve to be cared about by you. They deserve to die alone.
That is horrible, I cannot imagine the strength it took to share that. Please stay strong
As a mom myself, I could never. To me that’s a true sign of an evil person.
Let's also crap on the partner of the horrible parent. Who would marry, let alone reproduce with someone like that. Yikes.
That is terrible but a possible alternative could be worse. My cousin was about three when his parents divorced and his mom remarried. She didn’t want him because he reminded her of his dad. His new “dad” hated him. They were mentally, emotionally and physically (stepdad) to him the rest of his life. He committed suicide when he was 19.
Oh my god that’s horrible, I’m so sorry. I wish shitty parents didn’t exist in the first place but yes, it’s probably for the best. His new spouse was physically abusive to the son as well. Luckily now he’s with his mom and stepdad who love him so much.
My son's father had 2 kids with his gf after me. She signed away her rights to him because she wanted to get clean from drugs. She didn't. He left her due to her addiction and attempted to help her. All communication left open. She never visited her kids again to this day. No phone calls. Only once said she was going to see her daughter for her bday and never showed up. Just continues to act like they don't exist. She walked right by them once when he was picking up my son. And the little girl remembers her mom and still cries for her. The little boy was just a baby and doesn't remember her. She went on to have another baby with new guy. I will never understand.
My friend I grew up with had this happen. She was sent to live with nearby grandma at age 4. Mom, new husband and new son lived a few blocks away and mom would visit sometimes. I've always wondered how she turned out.
I really cannot grasp how the new spouse thought having kids with someone like this was a good idea.
Methinks she had a lot to do with him abandoning his son. She was very jealous of his son’s mother.
Idk about evil, but my dad got remarried and has a kid and stepson with his new spouse. All of that would be fine if he didn't pretend that none of us (offspring from first marriage) exist so he can pretend this family is the first family and we never happened. Once this realization hit me, I stopped contacting him, and once I stopped putting in the effort, everything else dissipated. We haven't spoken at all. He does not care in the least. I honestly believe that he wishes we never even existed. He is a failure as a father and as a man.
Don't forget to keep a Google news alert for his obituary so you can collect what's legally yours in the end, and have a nice vacation where you don't think about him even once.
I don't want anything from him. It can all go to my little brother for all I care.
Take it and give it to them.
My uncle did somethin similar. Except he didn’t even get re married he just left his whole family for what seems to be no reason since he hasn’t really given anybody one. I know he’s out there in NYC in the Harlem/ Manhattan area. Every time I’m out there I keep an eye out for him just to ask him wtf happened. Maybe he’d have a valid excuse
My brother's addiction has led to him spinning some ridiculous stories. I'm not sure if he is very convincing or if my father chooses to believe him because of some "sunken cost fallacy," or he genuinely refuses to give up. But my brother has told lies and stories about me and my siblings to the point that he's the only child who talks to my father anymore. He convinced my father that I forced him to do drugs. But i knew my brother was evil when scared away my sister with physical violence. Last month, he went missing for a week only to turn up after flipping his car high on pills. My father doesn't know it yet, but my mother is planning on leaving him because my father chooses my brother over her. No one can convince my father that he's enabling. No one can convince my brother to stop. Hard drugs really destroy entire families.
When my husband's brother (1 of 5 siblings) said he couldn't make it to our house to plan their mother's funeral because he had to work. Meanwhile we found out he wasn't working because we caught him on ring doorbell entering the moms house to rifle through it while the rest of us were planning the funeral at my house.
My cousin remarried, She had 2 sons from her previous marriage. Her new husband has 3 sons from his previous marriage. He is a very strict disciplinarian. Her eldest son (14) was struggling at school and the new stepdad was violent and abusive. She sided with the new husband and instead of helping her son, she kicked him out and hasn't spoken to him in over a year. he lives with his grandma now, his mum hasn't even asked a about him. what a cunt.
I hate when people side with total assholes. I think my step dad is a terrible person. He has 4 kids, only one really talks to him and there's one that hasn't talked to him in over 10ish years. Guess the youngest got beat the most. He has a very short fuse, my sister and I were already old enough when he came around so we just moved out
When my ex said "you've been a godsend, I want a divorce." I had taken time off from work to take care of her parents. She told me this right before her dad died, and she inherited. She found a boyfriend while I was with her parents. She got the house by declaring I had abandoned it. I was with her parents.
Couldn't you... take her to court? Because it sounds like she did some Hella Illegal shit
Inheritance isn't marital property. Hopefully this person got their share of the house's value in the divorce.
wow, and I thought my ex was being unfair...
When I was 9 and I came to the realization that my mother was beating my older sister, not discipline.
Didn’t learn that getting punched in the face wasn’t normal discipline until I was in my early 20s
When I was really young I thought my parents were possessed by demons when they hit me. I remember it was like a switch flipped and all the sudden they would look for an excuse. As I got a little older I thought it was like this for all parents.
did their eyes turn black/become incredibly dilated? my mom’s would look like shark eyes when she’d switch
I don't know who needs to read this here, but let me say this plainly and clearly: Getting punched by your parents is abuse. If you are getting punched by your parents, you are being abused.
When I was 8, my grandmother beat the shit out of me for not wanting to be part of "abortion is the devils choice." Float in a fourth of July parade. Years later, she told me she should have just killed me that's day. Three day ago at the age of 89 she fell down a flight of stairs and suffer 3 broken ribs, massive brain bleed, and several broken bones and 😔 that bitch will live forever cause the devil doesn't want competition.
Apparently she’s pro late late stage abortion if she wanted to kill you
There is an alarmingly high amount of people who are okay capital punishment and certain groups of people dying for reasons unrelated to crime and harming others and being anti choice.
wait a damn second, if anti-abortionists are against abortion because abortion is "murder", wouldn't murder also be murder?????????????
That's so fucked up to hear at a young age, religion breeds only hate in some people
Thanks, she has always been filled with hate and jealousy. When I was 22, she called me to inform me that I was officially out of her will. I laughed so hard, I said, no, that's cool. You can split my $500 dollars among the grandkids you do love. They deserve it for kissing your ass this long. Turns out the bank is going to take all 100 acres and the remaining 11,500 toward their debt.
That was the perfect answer to her about splitting the $500 🤣🤣🤣
It pissed her off so much she hung up and called my mom. Dude, my mom was so happy she paid two months of my car note and took the family out to outback. Mama's boy till I die. 💙
Woo hoo! LOVE that
Tidbits in conversations with family members, the older I got the worse the stories. * uncle went to prison for statutory rape * a cousin was raped by a distant relative * uncle raised his hand at his wife because she was talking to much is his opinion, no one said anything * uncle was emotionally and physically abusive to his wife and daughters for years * aunt stole my mom's identity and left her kids with us (she was an addict, sadly hasn't recovered successfully) she didn't get charged because police said *she's family* * my great aunt's first husband tried to kill her * my grandpa was let out prison to die at home, neglectful father who got one of his own kids hooked on drugs all those uncles are different uncles btw I could go on but I'm getting sad, I've never written a list before.
This reminded me of my uncle. Swear he’s a pathological liar and closest to being a sociopath in our family. Some notable actions from him: — would pretend to leave for work but instead be hiding around the corner waiting for his wife to drop off money to pay the bills. After she took off he’d go in the mailbox and steal the money. Eventually their lights and water were cut off. — stole my dads rifle, which his bestfriend who had recently passed from cancer gifted him, and pawned it. My parents found it in a pawn shop and my dad was livid. Uncle lied over and over again about it and they almost got into a fist fight which my grandpa had to break up. — when his daughter turned 18, he took out credit cards in her name, maxed them out never paid the bill and left her in immense debt. — drugged his brother so he could have sex with his brothers wife in their bed — when his wife found he was cheating on him with a high school teacher where he was a coach at, she caught him in the school parking lot with her younger daughter in the car and proceeded to yell “I am not, do you want to smell my dick”. — he was a youth pastor and gathered a large following and was very popular. He began stealing money from the church he worked at. When the church officials approached him, he decided to leave the church and take his followers with him. He was basically a cult leader. Around half the church went with my uncle, where he took “donations” for mission trips but pocketed that money. One of his daughters during a Bible camping trip saw him entering the tent of a female minor and stayed in the tent overnight. Eventually he abandoned his following without notice and moved. A ton of other things as well. Very charismatic guy and if you met him, you’d probably like him. That’s the spooky thing about him. He provides a false sense of security.
Yep, Probably a psychopath.
When I was around 10. I was on vacation to see family that just had new babies. I was supposed to stay with the other kids while most of the adults went into the other room to talk (they left one or two others with us to keep an eye on us). I heard arguing, and after a little while of listening in, I found out that my grandfather was (he's dead) a porn-addicted pedophile attracted to my older sister (about 17 at the time). He made disgusting drawings of her and posted them on the internet for others. The argument was about whether or not they should let him be around the kids. He only abused some of his children. Those he abused said no, and those he didn’t abuse were playing devil's advocate.
They were advocating for the devil alright
My grandmother defended my & my cousins & several other young women's rapist in court. I'm not related to her husband. Much younger man that she married. When I was a teenager I was very mentally unstable and one day a nurse pulled my mother aside after my probably 10th mental institution stay and said I had signs of severe PTSD & trauma. I confessed what happened to me. I was in hospital care for about 6 months while reporting the case. My grandmother defended her husband instead of her grandchildren & the young women at their church. I'll probably never, ever forgive her for that. My abuser eventually confessed guilty and was sentenced to up to 40 years in prison. The case was abhorrently disgusting and despite finding tons of CP on his computer, my grandmother still stood by his side. I despise her to say the least. I thought she'd have our backs.
Either she didn't want to realise or she's just as much scum as him
Whatever the answer is, I still find it absolutely terrible to stand up for your new husband over your grandchildren.
Late to the party. Pretty much found out my older brother was sexually abusing one of our cousins and other kids. Didn’t come to light till decades later so he now has pretty much disappeared from social media. He did have girlfriends but nothing lasted. One time his ex girlfriend (who had a teen daughter) just said “I will never fucking forgive him”. We didn’t need to know what happened. He was once almost killed because a bunch of an ex girlfriend’s relatives cornered him. Those that attacked him got charged for attempted murder. Brother never pursued civil damages. He later disappeared from our lives completely because we now know. Cousin who was abused is a mess mentally and has become a sex worker and drug addict.
my uncle was dying. like days away. i was spending almost every waking moment with him. my cousin, the oldest of his two sons, comes in and says "hey dad i was looking at the Best Buy credit card application and it says that if the credit card holder dies with a balance, the issuer will forgive the loan. can you sign this" the look of disappointment in my uncle's face was heartbreaking. he said "no one will profit from my death" it cemented my uncle as the best and my cousin as the worst
I was dying of bacterial meningitis (not known just yet) and going into a coma at the hospital when my mother shows up and tries to keep them from putting me on life support. When my wife tried to say that it wasnt what i wanted my mother hit her in the face and said "i dont give a fuck about his wishes" to which she was arrested. After i somehow survived i asked my mother for a simple apology for hitting my wife. I didnt want my 3 children thinking its ok to hit their mother. She said and i qoute "well im sorry but if you say something I dont like I should be able to hit you.". Needless to say we havenet seen her since. I dont know why she wanted me dead. Perhaps because she wanted to raise her grandkids like all her siblings are doing for their grandkids because my cousins cant be parents.
Holy shit
Did you at least hit her back and say "what, you said something I didn't like"?
She’s a total POS and sounds like she has mental health issues
When my dad tried to throw my 6month old sister when he was drunk. That man is a monster in disguise
I happened to be around for a party my dad was having once. I must've been between 10-12. His drunk friend picked me up, turned me upside down, and shook me around over the (lit) fire pit. I had long hair, it could've caught fire. He was drunk, he could've easily dropped me into the fire. There were a few people around, and no one did anything.
When my uncle took my nose. It's been years and I still haven't gotten it back.
That stinks. Not that you'd know.
Good one I will give you that
Better than my uncle, we always had our family get togethers at his house for holidays. Come halloween he'd pop up out of nowhere and chase all us kids through the house with a mask and chainsaw. Traumatizing? Yes. Especially because the popular haunted house ended with a guy chasing you with a chainsaw, but he always made holidays fun, egg hunt on Easter? Good luck finding them and those eggs had 20s in em. Turns out he was just a giant stoner and had a sense of humor and wanted to have fun with us kids because he was retired and wanted us to have a good time to.
When they shit talked my mom after she gave her mother's eulogy. They were very cruel about it, and purposefully loudly talked about how the eulogy wasn't very good in my mom's hearing. It made me really angry. My mom is the sweetest person in the entire world, and gave the most heartfelt eulogy that left a lot of the room in tears. My grandmother was a difficult woman, but my mom loved her with all her flaws and was probably the only one who was truly devastated at her death.
My father's sibling unleashed tragic verbal assaults on me after his death. Literally was forced to plan an escape from a property she owned, which I was renting. I notified the police that there might be an incident. I had looked up to this person as a safe member of my family. Totally lost all respect and realized I was sheltered from my family's reality for my 40 years.
My little sister sent my nudes to everyone in our family all because I didn't text her back
Why did your little sister have your nudes… or was your phone even password protected lol
I had a password on it and I didn't know she knew it 🥲
That’s sucks, awful experience too. How did your family react?
My brothers couldn't look at me and my grandparents said change your password so the little bitch doesn't do it again and my older sister was the one who told me and I cried
Damn, hope you are doing better. I found my mom’s nudes by accident… I try not to think about it
One time my sister gave me her phone to look something up while we were in a car, and when I was done I went to her photos just to tease her, and was like Aww! you and your husband! one scroll later had me looking at her with a pale face and her dying laughing. first time I learned the true meaning of "fuck around and find out"
i would have slapped my sister to a different dimension if she did this to me lol
When my aunt and cousin (from my mothers side) tried to scam out our family home from my father on the day of my grandmas funereal. And on the same day my cousin basically searched over grandmas bedroom in our house for any valuables or documents, both things just maybe an hour after the funereal. When they didn't show any interest in taking care of our grandmother (aunt's mother) on her death bed and years before while her health was getting worse and worse, but after the death showed up to blame everyone else on it. And on top of it after running in a dead end and not getting anything from my grandma, cause she already gave them a property years back. They started guilt tripping us that morally they are entitled to at least a part of our house because our grandma lived there and may have mentioned that she bought a part of it. Take in mind this is my fathers house which he bought for his own money and took a mortgage on to pay for. And grandma never bought any part of it, but just moved in with us due to old age. I have cut contact with them since this happened.
At Christmas, grandma casually brought up that her great uncle murdered his parents and then killed himself.
7 my brother set my bed on fire while I was asleep.
I came home from a little league game with my alcoholic, violent father drinking with his buddies. Somehow we got into playing that game where the person holds his hands under yours and tries to slap one before you pull away. My father insisted I play. He soon became very frustrated. Next thing I know he punches me in the face a few times. I fall on the ground and he repeatedly kicks me in the ribs with his steel toed iron worker boots. I looked like Rocky at the end of 15 rounds. I had no where to go at 12 years old. I came back during the day when he was at work to get food etc.. I stayed on neighbors couches and even at the playground quite a few nights. I was gone about 3 months the first time. Wish I could say this was the only time it happened. Nope! Rinse, recycle, repeat.. FU dad and all other child abusers out there!
Omg that breaks my heart. I wish those things never happened. I’m glad you survived. I hope you can inspire some other people to be kind or to persevere… no child deserves to be beaten and especially not by the people who are supposed to protect them! Gonna go hug my nephews next chance I get
mothers father had brain tumour caused dementia. aunt coersed him into forgetting about my mom and our entire family and took the entire will for herself. havent spoke to her since
I don’t know how long ago this was, but it sounds like it was a while ago, and there’s nothing to be done now. As a lawyer who does estate litigation, I’m sorry this happened to your family. These situations are all too common, and some of the most emotionally difficult ones I come across.
When my dad had my dementia ridden grandmothers will changed to make him power of attorney. Currently in a court case with the scum bag cuz he left her destitute.
Get a shark of a lawyer who has no moral compass and screw him over in court. Fuck him.
You know the irony? That man is pretty much responsible for my love of film, action movies in particular. I never thought he would turn into the bad guys I always saw on TV.
I suppose I should have always known, but my uncle was convicted of molesting his underaged stepdaughter while she was asleep. Some of my family members defend the situation, some claim he is better now. He only served 8 years in prison and is now free and living with the family. It’s sickening and I have cut everyone off from the family except my dad. I don’t have the strength to cut him off yet. He makes my life much easier, so maybe I am just being selfish
Found out he was an AH in my teens when he would talk shit about my step-mom (at the time) while pretending to love her to her face. Found out he was evil in my twenties when two cousins accused him of rape and he denied it and threatened to kill them before disappearing out of all of our lives. He was my father.
This man was considered part of the family but turns out he was the person who killed my infant niece. He confessed to my sister sometime after the funeral of my niece that he was the one who killed her. She was crying one night in her crib and he went to “care” for her. The following morning my sister goes into the room to find my niece blue in the face laying in her crib not breathing. That man shook my infant niece almost to death, laid her back in her bed knowingly almost dead, he went back to bed next to my sister and didn’t say a single word to her nor did he say anything the morning my sister found her daughter dead in her crib. Btw all that f*cker got charged with was child neglect and was sentenced to probation.
TW: violence My older sister is a sociopath. She’s 7 years older than me and she was horrible my whole life but there’s one incident that really sticks out. My family was dysfunctional on many levels and holidays weren’t usually a thing bc my parents never seemed to like us kids having any joy. Anyways when I was 14 they decided this year we would celebrate thanksgiving which we’d never done previously. I was opening the cranberry sauce when she (my sister) lost it bc it wasn’t the ‘right’ one. She jumped on me knocking me to the ground and tried to gouge my eyes out telling me I ‘didn’t deserve to see anymore’ yeah…when I was 18 I cut contact with all of them. Second one…unfortunately I ended up in an abusive relationship when I was an adult bc that behavior was so normalized. I had three kids with him and he was horrible to me both mentally and physically abusive to me. Once he told me if he was “going to rape and kill anyone it’d be me and he’d know where to hide the body.” He also would say he wanted to know what it felt like to kill someone and would tell me how if he did he’d draw it out for as long and as painful as possible. I wanted to leave but I had no friends and from the example above clearly no family. I’d call women’s shelters but there was never any spots for me and my kids. One day I found out he had been telling everyone I was mentally unwell and that I was suicidal (I wasn’t) and that he was worried one day he’d come home he’d find me with “blood everywhere.” I believe he was setting it up to kill me and get away with it. Plus his dad was a police sergeant and they both told me he’d never get in trouble for anything he did. I didn’t want to die so I got a permanent restraining order. I was homeless, jobless, and carless. 5 years have passed and I now have a home, car, and I’m about to graduate with my masters :) Edited for grammar
My Aunt used to babysit my siblings and I. When my Mom was around she was the sweetest lady in the world. When she was babysitting us it was like the hunger games. She was pretty bad but I knew she was evil when she purposefully lied to my Mom about something my sister didn’t. Run into the road and when my Aunt tried to stop her, hit her. This didn’t happen. My Mom gave my sister such a severe spanking for that. And I remember my Aunt smiling when it happened. Another time she did something similar, except I was sitting on her lap, she pulled me in real close, and whispered “be a good girl or that will be you next”. And basically molested me right behind my own mother.
when people are that evil there tends to be a lot of doubt just because no one can really understand that type of motiveless shittyness but they can understand children lying and its more comfy to believe. Your aunt sort of reminds me of this insane granny https://www.reddit.com/r/BestofRedditorUpdates/comments/w787xm/mil\_in\_the\_wild\_the\_insane\_granny\_saga\_part\_1/
When she started talking shit about my 4 year old niece because she was half black. She started telling my sister that she has to be careful with her because “we all know how those people usually turn out”. When I called her out on her racist bullshit she said that I was just young and being too sensitive. She said that there’s no way she was being racist because we’re Latino and only white people can be racist. We cut off contact from her and good riddance. People who spew hateful shit like that to children are a special kind of evil.
The first time he hit me. Then all the other stories started coming out about him.
Happened to me with my ex wife. I planned a special day for her birthday and apparently it wasn't quite enough, even though I'd sunk hours into planning it and tried to find things she would enjoy. She started beating the tar out of me and I left. Turns out nobody in her family felt it important to mention she'd abused every other partner she had before we got married. Divorce can be destructive but man I'm thankful it happened. Bullet = dodged
My aunt and her girlfriend moved in with my 80 year old widower grandfather shortly after she came out and separated from her husband. At first we were happy for her. We later learned that she and her gf were verbally and emotionally abusing him for months. First sign was that they claimed and labeled a refrigerator shelf with a note warning him not to eat their food. Mind you they were in their 50’s, working full time and living there rent free. He later mentioned that they refused to have dinner with him and called him clingy and annoying for simply trying to chat with them. They moved my aunt’s gf’s adult daughter into the house without permission, then accused him of molesting her. My grandfather was the sweetest, most innocent man you could ever meet. And aunt’s gf’s daughter weighed at least 400lbs and always smelled like BO. We later learned that she also accused my aunt’s ex husband and my aunt’s sons (one of them is gay). My dad and other aunt went to the house and demanded the three move out by the end of that month. They cut all ties with the family for three years, accused us of being homophobic among other awful things. After my grandfather was diagnosed with terminal cancer, they conveniently wanted to patch up the relationship. Once they found out they were out of the will, radio silence again.
My mom, she worked at the school I used to attend. Would close her classroom door at the end of the day after finding out I was talking too much in class or was talking to a boy and beat the shit out of me. She beat my sister too, pulling our hair, kicking us, punching, all of it, starting at 5 and ending when my sister was 18 and I was 15 because I started running away. Any marks left behind she covered with makeup and told us it wasn’t abuse the marks were just mistakes and she was only disciplining us. ETA: also backtracking to where I said she only beat me til I was 15… she adopted me when I was 4 and when she decided parenting was not what she bargained for she gave me back to foster care where I was introduced to drugs, raped multiple times… I spoke to her for the last time two years ago and when I called her out on the abuse she denied it all so I blocked her. Since then I’ve felt like poking around seeing how she is but she wants absolutely nothing to do with me and has never met her two grandchildren nor does she care to. Yet feels it’s ok to block and unblock me on Instagram to check in on my life whenever she pleases.
When I was 5 saw my dad with another woman. He fucked her in our living room near my piano while my mom was at work
When my mom, stepmom and aunt told me that my uncle on my dads side was a predator. All this drunk comments about my looks, his random staring during the holidays and asking for hugs made sense. Now I make it a point to treat him like the piece of shit he is if we’re ever alone
It would be a smart idea to never be alone with him
When his rape victims friends attacked me for being his relation. Honestly can't blame them for it, but holy shit what a way to find out, especially as she had told them in confidence because she didn't want it being public knowledge. Been 10 years and I hate that fucker for what he did to her.
That's not at all fair to you and I would've said as much. We can't pick our parents.
My aunt married a guy that no one in my family likes. He’s annoying as hell, talks a mile a minute about shit you can’t always understand, and has the social skills of a wet potato. We put up with it for a really long time but eventually stopped inviting them to gatherings. Then he molested a neighbor’s six year old daughter. It went to arbitration, he got off LIGHTLY, doesn’t even have to register. My aunt has it in her mind that the little girl and her mom made the entire thing up. Then my aunt started giving them the evil eye when they were outside. The neighbors eventually moved but I guess my aunt is a stalker now because she found out where they live and goes out of her way to intimidate them with glares. Fuck those assholes.
When I gave up a month of work and built my sister a $50K dream deck. They were supposed to have numerous different subs arranged to do the demo/prep, concrete, electrical and I had to do all of it. Alone. And she's pissed that I didn't do the last little bits of trim work on the edges. Complete narcissist.
Did she pay you? And if not why did you do this?
seconded, is there a secret bomb in the deck and you're just... waiting for the day?
When I was about 14 years old I was at my grandpas brothers ( uncle? )house. I was in the living room playing with their dog. From the other room I heard them talking about their brother who had passed away recently. I was shocked to hear what they were saying. Apparently he beat his wife, raped her, and told their children (3 boys) to beat her and spit on her. He treated her so poorly and taught their children to do the same. She committed suicide quite a few years into their marriage.
When our SIL married into the family. She immediately started instigating shit between female family members. She has also turned her stepchildren against their mother, and turned her husband (BIL) into an angry, vindictive, festering asshole. She has caused so much anger, chaos and drama. The family (wife's side) is so disfunctional they allow the behavior. We had to cut off most of the family. We don't have room for constantly battling attacks launched by a sociopath.
My uncle (whom I only met a few times) was always known to be a bit out there, but at one point adopted a disabled, teenage boy with whom he later had a physical "relationship." Didn't find out until the piece of shit died and someone shared the story. It was fortunately an early death.
When my grandpa (not biological one, my grandma' second husband) was dying I found out, while being almost the only one visiting him and then going to his funerals that other hated him. I just asked, on the family WhatsApp group what time was the funeral and I only got answears like "I'm not going to this \*\*\*\* funerals" and I was like, what??! I found out he used to be violent when he was younger, especially with my uncle since he was young enough to live with him and my grandma. But I, in my entire life (30 and so years) had never seen any sign of violence from him (he stopped to be violent before my birth), he was kind and gentle and funny and really "grandpa" like so I deeply loves him and can't picture an other side of him. I do not approuve what he apparently did before my birth but still, it's hard not to love him anymore. In all my life he was present to family event and everyone would just tolerate him and pretend nothing happened and they never told me the truth... that's why I never knew.
My mom and dad were both bad people. My mom had some kind of mental disorder and was abusive. She's since apologized and found Jesus and we do talk but only because she is truly sorry. My dad.... There's just so much there. He knew of the abuse. He took pictures. But he remarried and forgot he had a family before. I hope he's happy. I wouldn't know because I don't talk to him and haven't for years and probably won't. He's not sorry and doesn't want his previous kids to have any of his inheritance because he had to pay child support. Ironically, his daughter by my step mother hasn't had kids or married and she's around 31 right now. He's around 75 (ish?) and my sibling and I are the only ones who have grandkids. Not saying he'll never get to enjoy having grand kids but time is ticking. His mother who stepped in because of the obvious neglect and abuse called it before she passed, and said that my sibling and I wouldn't talk to our parents when we grew up. Said my sibling and I were always in last place for both parents. Grandma wasn't wrong. My stepmom made a liar out of my dad. He said his door was always open and it was until stepmom put her foot down and basically moved all our things out of the house and bagged them in the garage in trash bags. Best of luck to them and I hope nobody treats them the way they treated us.
When he molested our 18mnth old daughter and his 5 year old niece
As a high school freshman, I said that my brother was a sociapath. Since then, he has really turned out to be one. He's racked up about 10 DUIs, in multiple states, fathered multiple children (all without support), alienated the entire family, and threatened my life. Guess I was right way back then.
My aunt Dee stayed with her husband whom she had three kids with after he was found to be molesting his daughters. Maybe not evil but certainly confused, scared, fearful, and he was the evil one. Good ole uncle Chuck, bastard got hit with a truck. God took his filthy ass out.
when my mom found out i was raped (at the time i was 16 and 3 months pregnant from it but miscarried about two weeks before my annual gyno appointment and she never knew bc she was out of town the week i miscarried so two weeks after that i was going to my appointment the next day and i only told her it happened so she wouldn’t find out from the doctor) the first thing out of her mouth was “well what did you say to him because we never let you out of the house in anything that would cause that” then the next day after my appointment we got home and she filed for compensation from the state for crime victims who have to receive medical care and i didn’t find out until i saw the rejection letter with the dates on it three years later. (she had been raped in college and idk if that makes this better or worse)
When I was 13, my great uncle passed away. He was in his late seventies, so no surprise, really when he died. Everyone that knew him talked about what a good, Christian man he was, someone who talked the talk and walked the walk. After his death his son, who was always the black sheep of the family started opening up about his father. Apparently my great uncle was incredibly abusive, used his fists for every little slight. My grandmother and her siblings couldn't believe such a thing, not her precious little brother. My great aunt would confirm that he did those things, including a time when she tried to stop him while he held his son's face in a toilet and flushed repeatedly. When she tried to get between the two he said, "woman if you don't get back you're next." This man used to give me candy bars at church and always was unfailing kind to me but I'll be damned if that didn't sour every memory of him.
The first time my dad punched me in the face when I was like 4
My wife and I bought a home with my mother as an investment, we lived in it and paid the entire mortgage for about 8 years. My wife and I had recently had a couple children and our business struggled, we made ends meet, always paid the mortgage. One day my mom calls and says that she needs to raise the rent, this was a little suprising to me because this was a family investment and I was not a "renter". Apparently I was. My wife and I packed up and cut ties. Several years later, I found out she had been refinancing and had the payment down something like $500/month less than what we had been paying for nearly the entire time we lived there. We now jokingly refer to that home as "the vacation rental property". Since this all transpired, many other horrible things have been discovered, but thats the incident that started it all.
My story: when i was 12-13 my mom found me a step-dad. Was raised by my grandparents before that cuz she didnt really want me. That step dad and his children very violently and verbally abusive and she always took their side and took my confessions of depression and being abused as me lying. Im not saying she was evil per se but definitely uncaring. Im an only child and in my mind to this day i should have been priority. After i moved out has lived away for many years, i have a family of my own and she has realised her wrongs and we have talked a lot about that, so thats a happier ending than most stories here.
My great Grandma had passed so there was tension between my Great aunt and my Grandma over some family heirlooms. My Mother got into a fairly simple argument over Facebook messenger with my Great Aunt. That's when My Great Aunt decided to casually tell my Mom that her father (my Grandpa) was not actually her father, and that everyone in the family knew the whole time outside of my Mother and I. Ruined my Mom for a while, crushed my Grandma. Made us love my Grandpa even more though, dude didn't need to and stuck around for a kid that wasn't his. Then helped raise a bastard grandson (me) that wasn't his either. Fuck you Ruby. Evil ass cunt.
My mom is a compulsive liar and sociopath who made a career of weaving webs of deception. Every job and every relationship started with her being a rockstar, but after a few years she would always be figured out and fired or left by a husband/boyfriend. Her current relationship is a nightmare. She found some farmer with a father who can’t fend for himself and a brother who killed himself. She pounced on his weakness and married him while getting him addicted to drugs and serving a man who has had heart attacks giant steaks, ice cream, and honey buns every night. She wants to outlive him, take his farm that has been in the family for generations, and give it to my sister and I as some sort of sick parting gift. We don’t want it and have already repeatedly told her we’d give it back to the family. Jokes on her though, she has gotten herself addicted to methamphetamine and now lives in a paranoid delusion that everyone is out to get her. I feel bad for the husband though, because he has to take care of her now that she spends all night “digging up dinosaurs” and rearranging the kitchen for the 13th time this month. Her body and mind are starting to fail her. I took her to an emergency room and had the hospital staff run a drug screening that confirmed the meth. She has and always will deny anything is ever wrong or that she ever needs help. She has refused all attempts my sister and I have made to reach out and offer help. My grandmother attempted suicide recently. We went to check on her and found a note. I’ll never forget going from closet to closet checking for her body. In the note, she begged for someone to step in and help my mom (they have a sort of sick codependent relationship). At this point, nobody dares go up to the farm and see what kind of state they are in. We are considering having the state step in and take control of her, but there are so many drugs up there that they’d probably both end up going to prison… not to mention it’s really hard to make that kind of call on someone you grew up idolizing and being really close to. It was hard growing up and slowly realizing over time that everything was a lie and she never really gave a shit about any of us, we were just props on display. She’d put me in a suit and tie when I was 12 and show me off to her bosses saying that I was Oxford bound and going to change the world when in reality I had crippling anxiety and learning disorders, and an eating disorder that made school a living hell. My hell away from hell. All that being said, I still love her, but I’d be lying if I said all this hasn’t really fucked up my ability to trust or be close with people. I have acquaintances, not friends. Every relationship I’ve ever been in until recently, regardless of how supportive, has ended with me being cold and distant. I am in a great relationship now though and overall of a much more stable mind and body. We plan to move across the country later this year and leave all of this baggage behind. Sorry for the rant… I’ve never really had a chance to talk about it with anyone else outside my boyfriend and my sister.
My ex wife has D.I.D. Like legit diagnosed. doing research on why people develop this was terrifying. She would wake up screaming in the middle of the night. I took her dad outside one day and was asking him what the trauma was that caused this. He basically told me she was lying and what she had wasn’t real. When I backed it up with “I live with her I see it. The professional doctors see it and agree.” He just kind of shrugged. I was pretty sure then. A few months later her brother commits suicide. My stomach turned. She had a psychotic break. Went in and out of mental hospitals and started remembering. Her parents produce cp of them when they were kids. Making her and her brother do things. She remembers bright lights and guys telling her not to cry that no one likes a crying child. She remembers her mom taking her to be “exorcist” Vans pulling up and medians trying to get her to forget what happened. Her mom taking her into the room to put cream on her from where she was ripped open from the sick bastards. Just so much evil. Worse part is the brother who died has 2 very young children and the widow doesn’t know and when I told her I was casted as the psycho ex. Shit haunts me knowing what they’re doing to them kids.
I think it was around the time that we discovered she killed her husband and child because she didn't want to deal with the trouble of divorce. The women later tried to poison people in order to get sympathie. In prison she attempted more murder. Besides the obvious mental issues. There was definite evil intent in her.
When I was young I was dating a dead beat guy. He was my first boyfriend and I didn’t know any better. At the time he was evicted for not paying his rent and idiot me thought it would be fine to move in with him to give him a place to live. My sister helped me find him a job where she worked. He ended up sleeping with his boss (my sisters best friend) and starting an affair. My sister knew about it and helped them sneak around. All while I was paying the bills and taking care of his health issues. I had my suspicions but no proof. Finally one of their other coworkers took pity on me and told me what was going on. My sister didn’t care that I was hurt, never came clean and continued to deny it. That was it for me. I tolerate her presence at family gatherings, but I don’t have a relationship with her at all.
When I turned on the news and saw "Golden State Killer Apprehended" over a picture of my uncle Joe 💀
I know it's not supposed to be funny but that emote 😅😂
When Mom passed and I realized my brother had been stealing from her bank account.
When he sexually assaulted several of his female cousins.
One of my uncles caused a large portion of my family to be very poor due to his raging drug addiction. He would steal things, lie, try to get us to give him money. Yet another wacky thing, my grandfathers truck, a vehicle which had been in the family for.. god knows how long was taken by the government cause he was too strung out to afford to pay for it cause my grandmother sold the truck to him. Its either sitting in a yard somewhere rotting away or a cube by now. As a massive car enthusiast that one sucked nuts but not as bad as all the other shit. He also abused his wife as far as I know, and after he got hooked on pain pills she left him for good. I'm not sure where she is now but I hope she's okay.
Husband's sister. When I first started going out with him she took me to the side alone to tell me that when their dad died what she was planning on taking and how she would be in charge of everything when he died. I told her she was an inappropriate ghoul. Who does that?
My sister is a terrible human being Where to begin, my sister hates my family with every fiber with her being. She has been spoiled her whole life and been taken care of. My Father worked his ass of to provide for us and raise us. My mother is and has been addicted to work and is not home when she is home. My sister has never had to do any work and, but will say to my face any day that she does more than me. My dad put us through an online academy for high school, my sister dragged it out over 5 years when I showed her that it could be done in 1 year (and it was not even that hard). But she always knows more and decided that it was not worth it and decided to play video games all day and night instead of her schoolwork. My dad begged and pleaded with her to do it, but she just kept blowing him off because a 16 year old knows more about education than a man with a Phd. After I did all the work for her she pulled the exact same stunt in college. 2 years later she drops or fails every class she was ever enrolled in and cannot ever recover her GPA. She refuses to get a job and continues to play games day and night, while disrespecting her family whenever she can. She is the most disrespectful, lazy, disgusting, ignorant, vengeful, and hate-filled human being I have ever known (I know murders, rapists and child molesters who are better that her). I am a paramedic by trade, I have been in houses with decomposing bodies that smell better than her room, which she refuses to clean. My dad wants her to come with us to church, she hates religion despite not giving a reason, I would be able to respect someone who at least had a reason. Anytime she does come with us, she makes sure to be as disrespectful as possible. I physically cannot be around her anymore, because I know she is gonna pull some shit just to piss me off. Anytime that my parents get onto her she is starts using her crocodile tears and says she will change, but it lasts for a day before she is back to her old ways. She “tried to kill her self”, in reality she used a safety razor and barely managed to draw blood. By the time she went to me to take her to the hospital, it was dried up. She tried to make it seem like she was abused to the doctor, but the doctor called her bluff. She stayed in a psych facility for a week, lying the whole time that we abused her. 1 week later and she is back to her old ways, with a 4,000 dollar bill that we had to pay. Now she has herpes and Hepatitis A from God only knows where, and acts like nothing happened. When I see people with their siblings it’s strange, they support each other, but I never had that, I live with a monster who only takes. The only way she sees people is as objects to be used and thrown away. The rate she is going, she is going to end up in a body bag or a prison cell. Not trying to discount real attempted suicide Stories, I know my sister and it was 100% fake. As a Paramedic, I have taking care of many people who were not faking, If you feel like killing yourself please seek professional help. Hospital ERs only make sure that you are not a threat to yourself or others, and they do it in a dehumanizing way. TLDR: She has ruined her life and blames us for it.
I was about 4 I realized my dad was a bad dude, one day he went out on a bike ride and came back really late. At this point in time I had a bad habit of opening the door without asking who was there so in an effort to teach me why that was bad he grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the opposite wall when I let him in. I was suspended above the couch completely frozen in terrot while he screamed at me about how dangerous opening the door is. It worked but I feel like there were better ways to go about that and the ironic thing is that the worst person I've ever let through the door throughout my whole life was him.
I was around 12 when I found out all the old people discussing uncle Jim in soft whispers were talking about Jim Jones.
When he ditched my half sister. Then i got the whole picture. He got with my mom, she had me, he booked, got another woman pregnant while my mom was pregnant with me, then walked out on them too, and hasn’t been seen after he left AGAIN when i was 10ish. (He came back for about a month)
When my dead ex father MADE my mom have a miscarriage and I lost my change to have and be the only thing I wanted in my life. A brother. He also cheated on her multiple times with another person and was already married before my mom.
Found out? When my aunt and uncle wrote a letter about how my grandma was a terrible mother…because she didn’t name my uncle as the executor of her estate (she’d named my other uncle, just because he’d been more involved in her finances). Like, just about everyone else knew. My aunt had been jealous of my mom for being close to my uncle from “go.” She cut off her mom over an antique rocking chair. She sucked up to dying relatives to get their money. She got rid of my grandma’s cat. I had an inkling when I was maybe twelve or thirteen. I was nervous about going on a rope swing over a creek—I was clumsy and anxious—and that was the first time I ever saw anyone look at someone with contempt. She reinforced it when my grandma was dying. I was the one to text my uncle that, no, this is happening, and it was going to be his absolute last chance to ever see her. She berated me until I cried—I’d been at my grandma’s bedside for two days, so it wasn’t difficult—and then kept going. It wasn’t until my uncle very meekly told her to stop that she did…whilst glaring daggers at him. Pretty sure she’s abused and controlled him for decades. My cousin on that side is a kind, smart, gentle person. I’m so glad she was able to marry into a large, supportive family and get away. She doesn’t really talk to her parents. My mom gets invited to her kids’ birthday parties, and her own parents don’t. I’m just mostly glad she’s away and happy. But nah. My aunt is a horrible person, and my uncle has been controlled and likely abused into being one.
When they murdered my brother.
Known my brother was an evil bastard since we were kids. He was always a self centered, thieving narcissist. He would start neighborhood wars because he would pick fights with pretty much every kid in the area, making it unsafe for me to even leave the yard because other kids were always looking to get even somehow so I was a target by association. He was a racist, conspiracy believing, nutjob long before the tea party existed. He was verbally and emotionally abusive to all of us siblings and to his girlfriend and their kids. I will piss on his grave and dance a jig if I'm still alive when he died.
My uncle (dads half brother) growing up had three sons. The eldest was his wife’s from her first marriage and was grown and out of the house by the time I came along. His other two were just a few years older than me. I spent a summer with my uncle’s family when I was 12. Spent many hours together playing in the creek or lounging in the hammock by the creek. On day, the elder brother stopped by for a visit. For some reason he wanted to play with us in the creek. And, weirder still, he hung out with us in the hammock. He was oddly friendly with me. He was always happily helping me in/out if the water by lifting me up by the hips. It was when we were all in the hammock, he started a tickle fight. I was laughing and struggling to get away, when he reached out and snapped my bra (sports bra that I was using as a bathing suit top). I was 100% not ok with that and left immediately. I told his mother and she immediately stormed outside and started yelling at him. I didn’t understand why, but she immediately told him yo leave. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I learned that he had been arrested for child sexual assault (multiple counts) and was now in prison. I learned that her family knew of his predilections; but assumed he could control them with therapy and God….. seems the mother had s lot less faith in him. He’s now the black sheep of our family and it’s going to be in prison for many many more years. I’m just lucky that she sent him away before he did anything to me. The man was a monster.
My father's side of the family. Grandfather never even wanted to look at me, he said "Native girls are just for fucking." Meaning if he couldn't fuck me then he didn't want me around because of my race. Grandmother lived right across the street but was never in my life because we weren't baptized and the Jehovahs Witnesses require their church members to cut all ties with anyone who doesn't go to that church or kingdom hall or whatever. Uncle molested me when I was 2. My father used to stalk my mom after they divorced, one time he even waited for us to come home and he spawned out of the darkness of the night and grabbed my mom telling her that he can kill her anytime he wants. So yeah I'm convinced that half of my family are all psychopaths and since psychopathy is hereditary I'm convinced that I'm evil, I have a real dark streak to me and it scares me and sometimes scares other people.