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JustKathy:
I actually asked my husband to call the hospice, but he was reluctant. His feeling was that, if she's still alive, they'll go into the room and tell them we called. I may ask him again, though truthfully, I'm not sure that I care. I know that sounds awful, but I just don't care. Knowing that she's dead would certainly give me a sense of peace, because it means she can't hurt me anymore, though I can't even been sure of that. I'm certain she wrote plenty of guilt letters and ordered my father to send them out posthumously. I certainly don't care about any will, though. Even if she had anything of value, and even if she did will it to me (which she would never do), I don't want it. If anything, she willed me a nasty note, or a ballpoint pen, or something that would "stick it to me" one final time. I want no part of that.

Being a textbook narcissist, I'm sure she wrote a heavily embellished obituary well in advance, so I can always search the local paper for that. Should provide some good comic relief, at the very least.

fraidycat:
I'm so sorry Kathy,

They seem so desperate without their scapegoat. I hate that they can still get to you emotionally, defiantly check the obituaries, finding the truth is the best thing.

Fraidy
 

Twoapenny:
Oh Kathy, this is exactly the sort of thing my lot used to pull and I agree with you, I think that's been written to pull you out of hiding and say - "Look!  She just wants the money".

We're all different, obviously, we all respond to these things in different ways but if I were in your shoes now I'd ignore, ignore, ignore.  So, so sorry they are doing this to you again.

Lots of love  ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Kathy)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

BonesMS:

--- Quote from: JustKathy on March 22, 2013, 04:16:36 PM ---Well, I just got the following email from my sister. Keep in mind, my sister only ever emails me with messages from NM, and never replies to any personal messages that I send.

"Happy Belated Birthday. I am emailing you to let you know mum died last night at
9 pm. Cremation will be done later today. I will need to get your address for the trust/will.
I will give it only to the lawyer holding the documents."

I feel terrible even saying this, but I don't believe she's dead. I think she might be close to the end, and is still trying to solicit a response from me. There are so many things wrong with this email that I don't know where to start.

- My father-in-law passed away last month (in the same city), and they had to wait ten days for the cremation while they waited for the death certificate. Cremations just don't happen that quickly.
- What will? My father is still alive, so he retains his social security, pension, and their only remaining possessions, the house and the car. Plus, I was told repeatedly that I was disinherited.
- The email is completely devoid of emotion. Happy birthday, and btw, your mother died. If my Co-F really did lose his puppet master/Queen, he's curled up in a ball heavily sedated and screaming, not worrying about getting the address he already has.

No, this sounds like another attempt to get a response. I think she brought my sister into it because I always reply to my sister, then added the lure of an "inheritance" to get me to hit the reply key. I'm not replying.

And, on the odd chance that she really did die, all I can say is, best birthday present EVER.

--- End quote ---

(((((((((((((((((((((JustKathy)))))))))))))))))))))))

I'm getting the same feeling you are.  I smell a rat and it STINKS!!!!!!  I don't blame you for not replying.  This is just another of their dysfunctional ploys to try and flush you out so they can start attacking again.

Bones

JustKathy:
DING DONG, THE WITCH IS DEAD!

It appears to be confirmed at this point. After 53 years of trying to ruin my birthday, she ended up giving me the best present of all. She freaking died on my birthday. Talk about poetic justice.
 
I found out this morning when I dropped by my dental office to talk to the nurse/friend who had fielded the original hospice call. She told me that my father had called her again yesterday to tell her and the dentist that NM had died. It looks like absolutely no one cares about her death, so he is desperately trying to find someone, anyone, who will give a crap and offer him sympathy. From what I can glean, only Co-F and my brainwashed sister were there at the end. As expected, the GC never showed, and my Aunt, who had been calling her a drama queen since this "four weeks to live" nonsense started, also didn't show. And of course, I didn't show. The last thing she saw was an empty room.

I really have to feel badly for hospice workers in cases like this. They know that when children are estranged from their parents there is a darned good reason for it, and they are left in the uncomfortable position of having to reach out on the dying person's request. My dental nurse said essentially the same thing to me this morning. Medical professionals know that children don't become estranged from parents without good reason, and that reason is almost always abuse.

As for my sister's email, I think the best response is no response. California is a "right of survivorship" state, meaning that my father retains all money and possessions. They had a joint will, and it was made clear that I'm not in it. Even if I were, they don't have anything that I want.

I wish I could celebrate the end of this nightmare, but I know it's not over. Co-F will continue to send guilt letters, and even if that stops, nothing can repair the emotional damage that these people inflicted over the years. I'll always be damaged goods. But at least I'll never receive another nasty note as a Christmas gift ever again. EVER.

HA!  :mrgreen:

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