Good Morning! Christmas and New Years is finally over and done with! Wahoo!
now that shit is sorted i can get back to my story – which has grown immensly since my last visit btw!!
so just to refresh the picture in your minds: family living together seemingly normal, dad up and leaves, brother up and leaves, get kicked out of house, drop out of uni, end up living with mother…
So lets change scenery for a while so you can get background info on the newly emerged plotline: Brother moves from our house to (aunty 1) & uncles house because he wants to be able to do what ever he wants with no consequences…. got it?
rewind to new years 2009/2010: dads sister (aunty 2) moves in to aunty1 & uncles house, in an emergency bid to escape from the shit she has gotten herself into (with gangs) in another town, but mainly to protect her kids from it. so now their happy little 3 bedroom house is not big enough for 9 people – uncle & aunty1 + 10yo kid & baby, plus my 17yo brother, with the addition of aunty2 and her 11yo boy, 9 & 5 yo girls plus the cats & dogs etc etc you get the picture… so when the 6 bedroom house next door becomes available they snap that up quick smart and all decide that they can cope living together…
fast forward a few months and my uncle (who is another drop kick family member who couldnt hold down a job to save his own life if he tried) FINALLY gets himself a decent job (good on him I say!) but then lets the money go to his head and decides that he doesnt love his partner anymore (aunty1) and ups and leaves her to pay their half of the rent on this big arsed house on her own – as well as supporting his two kids! So naturally everyone is all broken arsed for aunty1 and trying to help out etc etc….
fast forward another few months: so now we have aunty1 – solo mother claiming every benefit under the sun while her mother & everyone else looks after her kids etc… and aunty2 – doing EXACTLY the same thing, only her kids have a responsible father who pays suport like every good dad should… – and my brother living together in this big 6 bedroom house. Next thing everyone concerned knows, aunty1 has invited her newly homeless cousin and his mates to come and live in the house. fyi: homless cousin and friend have been kicked out of home because of their relentless partylike behaviour and drug taking issues have disrupted their perception of what is NORMAL behaviour and have resulted in both losing their jobs, completely totalling an expensicve jeep they were allowed to drive and generally just being druggie teenagers (both are 19-20 yo) So now we have 10 people living in a 6 bedroom house, this is how aunty1 & aunty2 sort out the rooming problem: bedroom1: brother + 10 yo boy cousin, bedroom 2: 9 yo + 5 yo girl cousins, bedroom 3: aunty2, bedroom 4: 10yo girl cousin, bedroom 5: aunty2, bedroom 6: baby cousin, upstairs lounge room: homeless cousin & friend…. This continues until the kids start fighting and the homeless cousin & friend start their druggie partying ways again and keep having slutty girls and mates stay around etc… so auntys1 & 2 decide its time to reshuffle the sleeping situation, for the kids benefit of course…. bedroom 1: 11yo boy cousin, bedroom 2: homeless cousins friend (with his new mattress), bedroom 3: aunty 2 + her 3 kids, bedroom 4: 10 yo girl cousin, bedroom 5: aunty 1 + my brother, bedroom 6: baby cousin, upstairs lounge room: homeless cousin. Looking back now, it really was all in aid of helping the homeless cousin really because nobody who ACTUALLY PAYS RENT TO LIVE IN THE HOUSE had suitable living conditions after this happened. the house is ALWAYS a complete and utter pigsty, no exaggeration, im talking about not being able to see the bench because the dishes are piled up that high, having to make a path with your feet to get through the washing that permantenly sits on the floor of the wash house, having to see nits in the childrens hair when you are standing close to them, seeing beds without sheets on them that have stains that came from who knows where, not having things like soap to wash your hands with, clean towels to dry them on (if you did actually attempt to wash your hands with nothing but water) or clean ANYTHING for that matter!! It really irks me having to sit there and watch those kids live in those conditions but its the old catch 22 scenario: should I stay loyal to my family and keep them together? or go to cyfps and tell them what is going on and watch them all get split up for the sake of having clean clothes & full bellies? hmmm, its a tough one guys I tell you!
Anyway, I asked Aunty1 not long after this happened why she and my brother HAD to share a room, she replied with ”oh its because there is no room, we have no choice” (remember why he went to live there in the first place. When he did first start going up there he was only 15 or so, they tried to make us pay them money to have him there to help out with food etc… we of course refused. Why the fuck should we have to pay money for my brother to live somewhere else when there is not a single good reason why he cant live with us other than the fact that he doesnt want to live by our rules? its not that we are hard out god bangers or have hard out OTT house rules, its just simple things like picking up after yourself, washing the dishes at night, doing your own washing that he cannot get a grip on and thinks its the end of the world having to do shit like that!) She gave me a look that said why dont you give us one of your beds ( I had 3 of my own at the time) I did offer them a bed but on the condition that they came and picked it up themselves (why should I go out of my way & spend money hiring a trailer, on the gas etc… to do SOMEONE else a fucking favour?) fucking money hungry bitch.
fast forward another few months: aunty2 sends me a really random text saying something along the lines of ”i need your help but only want it if its in a non judgemental way, i have fucked up and need help really urgently, please call me when you get this” now aunty2 is not the loving happy fairy sort of aunty – ive actually hated her all my life because she would always pinch me to make me cry or say nasty things to me when my parents were out of the room when i was little – so naturally I never bothered to text her back – just thought she was being an idiot… A couple of days later my brother tells us that she upped and left! no notice in courtesy of paying her half of the rent, no notice to the kids schools, no nothing. just left. plain and simple. she rang up the kids father to come and get the 11 yo boy, and her adult daughter to come and get the two girls. left all her worldly possessions in the house, left her animals, everything. just vanished! So as it turns out even If I had of reported them all to cyfps for the kids’ sake, they were going to get split up at the hands of their own mother anyway!!
So now that two rooms in the house are empty they begin to reshuffle all the rooms once again, bedroom 1: homeless cousin (with his newly acquired bed), bedroom 2: homeless cousins friend, bedroom 3: guest/visiting whores & drug room, bedroom 4: 9 yo girl cousin, bedroom 5: my brother and aunty1, bedroom 6: baby cousin. This time when I asked aunty1 why she and my 17yo brother were continuing to share a room she comes out with ”oh there are no spare rooms” – not only is there ACTUALLY a spare room, she knows there is a bed available at my house she just has to get up off her fat arse and stop expecting everyone to run around after her and come and get it herself also ignoring the fact that when aunty2 left she left behind 4 beds!! grrrrhhhh
some time after all this drama happens they come to the conclusion that they can no longer afford to live in this massive house on their own (4 adults + 2 kids; 1 adult on the dole & 3 adults with no income whatsoever) and decide that its time to move on. they begin looking for a house, they tell us they are moving because it is too expensive for them to stay there, none of them have cars so they are depending entirely on other people to get the move done for them. Not only do they end up moving waaaaaay the fuck away (in other words further away than they lived before so that even less of their friends will bother coming to see them unless they absolutely have to) they end up getting a house that is $200 MORE EXPENSIVE THAN THE ONE THEY HAD JUST LEFT BECAUSE OF FINANCIAL ISSUES!!!!!! what words can explain how completely idiotic that theory is?!!?!?!?!!?!?!? they said its fine because they have flatmates in line and the homeless cousin & friend are both on the dole also now, a housefull of pathetic fucking dole bludging losers. This new house is very nice, 5 bedrooms in the main house, another cottage type building attached that has its own everything, two car garage, pool, extensive grounds and paddocks with stock even!
When they move in my brother and aunty1 are STILL sharing a room – I ask the question for the third time ”why are you STILL sharing a room?” and once again I am lied to. ”because there are no spare rooms and we haven’t got a bed for him” for fucks sakes! how stupid do they think I am?
I am the only one out of my whole family that has bothered to go and visit and keep in touch and they think it appropriate to lie to me?
three times? to my face?
my only brother who I have gone through thick and thin? survived everything the world has had to throw at us? protected him from all the shit our parents put us through? practically brought him up?
no siree, i will NOT tolreate that sort of shit in my life…
But, I bide my time.. Knowing full well the truth will come out to bite them on their incestual arses good and well.