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It's extremely difficult, watching the Accomplice's life right now -- he finally moves out after ten years of looking after his mother during her slow decline with M.S., and put up with her growing paranoia toward him. He finally moves out and his aunt, who has put her claws in and turned his mother against him, manages to get his mother to -sue him- for money she believes that he stole and for his half of the house, because she's forgotten why things were done the way they were -at her request-, and has grown to believe he's evil. And the lawyer is egging her on.
It's difficult not being able to do anything but be there, and worry, and try not to worry too much, and try not to nag too much, and try not to be frustrated that we'll never actually get to have a life together, even after nearly five years, because his family will continue to fuck up and set out to ruin him out of greed and paranoia. |
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