My mother, who drank herself to death a year and a half ago, always went through great pains to ensure that her children would be provided for after she died. She even set up a Hensen trust for myself, which is a fund that helps your child out when they have a disability, as I have.
My father, upon my mother dying from drinking, immediately abolished this Hensen trust and is now drinking away whatever money my mother had and had wanted to leave her children. I visited the colossal piece of shit in his apartment a few weeks ago. He had a small, $1,000 Persian rug which he had just acquired and for which he made a special point of showing me.
If you want to witness the destruction of a family, look to mine. Alcohol seeped its way into both my parents' lives and continues to dominate my father. But really, abolishing the Hensen trust is a huge slap in the face to myself. There was a large sum when my mother died, and I'll bet Howard is really blowing through it. He does not give a shit about what happens to anyone after he has gone. And because he is impossible to deal with, I have been forced to block his ass and can't communicate with him. Further, I probably won't see a penny of the family's money which had so carefully been preserved by my mother.
I will always be poor and disabled, but at least I can have some peace of mind when it comes to finally extricating myself from the relationship with my father. My sister is just as callous and cold-hearted, and has not made any effort to see me.
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