- 7 years ago
- Wedding: July 2014
A lot has happened today and I just need to write it out and let it go. I’ll have to start with the background details.
Last June my mother was killed by a drunk driver while on the back of my step father’s motorcycle. They were participating in a charity motorcycle ride for a fallen police officer when a man decided to drive through the group of motorcycles. My mother was killed on impact and another man lost his leg. My stepfather, who was driving the motorcycle, walked away clean. Ever since then he has pushed me and my brother out of his life. We were all living together at the time of the accident. I had just had my daughter four months prior and my brother was laid off so he and his wife and daughter were living with us as well. He kicked us all out. My mother had life insurance and so he was given $500,000. He gave my brother and I each $10,000. That’s fine, I’m not complaining about the money – but, my mother had a will and he “couldn’t find it” but was constantly shredding documents. I can’t prove anything so I don’t try to. I have tried to keep up some sort of relationship with him because he was my stepfather for ten years and my mother did love him. It has just been getting worse though. I am the only one left who will talk to him at all because of what he’s done. I haven’t gone into everything because I don’t want too many identifying details. He is just constantly manipulating his friends and family to hate us and to say things like “They should all burn in Hell with the guy who killed her.” Seriously? He throws pity parties for himself while I’m suffering. He constantly forgets that she had two children who lost their only mother and two young granddaughters who won’t remember her. All he cares about is himself.
I’m sorry. I don’t even know if I’ll feel better after writing this but I really hope so. Today he tried to say someone in my family tried to file her on their taxes. Complete lies. I just can’t stand it anymore. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself. I honestly wish he had died instead of my mother. But I guess life just isn’t fair sometimes, huh? Thank you for letting me get this out. My FI works third shift so I’m just alone right now and I feel alone.