6 weeks on and I’m thinking of calling social services on my own family.
druggie brother is now blatantly taking drug calls in the house and meeting with ‘friends’ so they can buy him drugs (coke mainly, sometimes brown). Basically anyone is a friend who can get their hands on something.
He comes in and starts with my disabled brother just antagonising him and then losing his rag with him when this brother retaliates – he doesn’t do it with my able brother because he knows he’ll get punched.
Our mother is f**king pissing me the f**k off as well, just so feeble minded and useless!
I’m sick of being on tenterhooks all the time whilst our mother just walks around in a daze talking absolute b0llocks about unrelated sh*t as a deflection tactic until the next bout of conversation from him about another also unrelated topic to deflect a way from the fact he needs to get out, or pay some bills.
The room the brothers sleep in is absolutely disgusting most of the day, we have to go in and clean it daily – druggie brother has horrendous personal hygiene, always walking around the house with his smelly unwashed arse on show, tablet clamped to his hand listening to tutorials on high volume whether is 2pm or 3am! Plates, cigarette butts, bottles of urine, food remnants…. how we don’t have mice is beyond me!
Druggie brothers skin is covered in blackheads and welts of ingrown hair because he’s such a f**king tramp.
Every evening is ruined with the possibility he’ll come in through the back door shouting like a lager lout, waking everyone up and threatening and verbally abusing whoever doesn’t like it or challenges him.
He will not go and get housed, I have approached our local drug and alcohol service who provide his methadone and they have said he needs to present at the housing – he wont do that!
At this point, the best case scenario is he gets arrested and charged with something so he is the prison services problem for as long as his sentence (please Lord, 2 years at least…. before my mum has a nervous breakdown), or he miraculously stops being a piece of sh*t and becomes a model son – more change of him flying!
The issue is, even sober, he’s nasty, lazy, filthy, childish, cocky, obnoxious pr*ck so, I don’t hold out much hope.
What annoys me most is our mother spent years shielding him from truth and consequence and now acts extra surprised that he doesn’t respect her.
Just today, Mum gave him her card to go get food for today and he took almost 2 hours, meaning, he was out using her money to get alcohol – he has done this hundreds of times and then she acts shocked! I want to scream at her..for being thick and because for all the money he spends on beer, I have to put back into the house when she runs out of money.
I am already paying £200 on gas and electric each, which has just doubled over the cold snap we’re experiencing. I also pay £90 internet, phone and broadband, she’s just got a council tax bill over £1500 plus being taken to court over an unpaid water bill, all whilst this pig holds his hand out for money.
I refuse to get into any more dent for this family – I wont!
Just last August I finished on a debt management plan of £18k over 5 years all accrued over funeral and p*ss poor financial planning on her and my dad’s part, then all her benefits being on hold due to a change in her circumstances.
I’m drained! Yet, I’m expected to go to work full time and act like nothing untoward is going on
We never know what state he’s coming in as so, she’s taken to hiding kitchen knives before she goes to bed!
I mean what kind of f**king life IS this? If I move out, I can’t pay her gas and electric anymore – impossible financially as I’ll have my own bills to pay.
I’m really starting to resent them all if I’m being honest.
As I type this, she’s scoffing a cake to herself as her c**t of a son is in the next room rummaging around to find items to cook up something on a spoon.
I cannot take any more!
I don’t know what to do.
