and I will just stand right here.
Ready? Set? Go!
I went to my Mom's house to pick up the papers for her short term disability from work. While I was there, the mailman pulled up. He said he had a certified letter for Mom, so I signed, explaining she was recovering from surgery, 40 minutes away. I thought I was signing for the disability papers, because I knew it was coming certified. Except, upon flipping the envelope over, it was actually from the mortgage company.
How appropriate, I was on my way to meet with my Dad to ask him for help. My dad is an asshole. He always has been, always will be. I knew he only had 30 minutes to unload his truck from landscaping to take a shower and leave for his other job. So, I didn't fuck around, I got to the point.
"I know you only have a few minutes, but this can't wait. Mom had surgery yesterday as you know and will be out of work for about eight weeks with only a portion of her pay. Yesterday, while I was helping her, she began crying telling me her rent was due Friday and she's three months behind. She gets a check tomorrow, but it's not enough to cover it. She said she knows she's messed up by helping (my brother) when he lost his job, moved to Utah, and came back. She wanted me to tell you she needs your help, you are her only option. In fact, while I was at the house picking up her disability papers, I accidentally signed for the foreclosure notice from the mortgage company. If they don't receive the payment in full in the next thirty days, they will foreclose."
(insert uncomfortable silence here)
He shook his head and told me he wasn't going to help. He said he can't do it because he has helped her before and she promised she wouldn't do it again.
I am pissed off at my mom for being such a fucking addicted gambler that she does this shit every fucking three-four months. I am pissed she put me in the middle. I am so pissed off at my dad for not helping. I am pissed because he knows damn fucking well he has the money to help her, but would feel better suited to let the house get foreclosed than to suck it up. He's a gambler, too. He just has better luck and more money.
I don't have the means to help her, it would probably take every dime from my next two paychecks to help, and I can't do that because I am leaving TN in two paychecks. I am tired of bailing my Mom out every few months, but it's gut wrenching to sit by not doing anything.
I'm not sure what's going to happen now. I just wish she would get some fucking help.
7 comments:
What a horrible position to be in. You're being a fantastic daughter but it's really incredibly unfair that you're in this position at all.
If your Mum does lose her house, I hope it makes her sit up and get help. For her sake and for her family.
Hang in there.
I'm so sorry you have to be put in the middle of such a very difficult situation. You always seem to bail her out, and as horribly hard as it is to sit and watch everything fall apart, I think it might be necessary. You need to live your life too, and you've worked damn hard for you money, to use it every 3-4 months to bail your mother out again. I know it's unfortunate and what I'm saying may sound heartless, but maybe, just maybe her home going into foreclosure will make her think twice the next time she goes to put a $100 into a slot machine.
I hope something looks up soon for her... and for you. Take care of yourself, you have a lot of changes coming in the next couple weeks.
I am so sorry you're stuck in the middle of all this. Take good care of yourself first!
Sorry to hear about this added stress. Your mother has made her choices, I wish you best of luck and happiness in yours. Here from Lost and Found.
Popping in from L&F.
Wow. Just wow. I'm sitting here in shock. It seems that we have A LOT in common and A LOT to talk about. Nothing that should be stuck in a little comment box, though. But you're welcome to e-mail me. Trust me when I say that I've BTDT many, many times (though I'll never be there again.. that's where our stories differ.. you're much nicer than me!). But really, e-mail me if you want to talk. It's just so strange to see so much of my life/past mirrored in someone else's blog!
oh wow...what a horrible situation to be in. i don't know if there's a "right" way to handle it, but I know there's no easy way. Thinking of you.
I found you from ICLW. My mom has a gambling problem too. I just can't understandhow she blows so mich money. Last month she decided it would be a good idea to take a trip back to Vegas and promptly lot $900. I'm sorry you're going through this. It sucks. I hope she can get help for all of your sakes.
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