Just got off the phone with my mother..... Apparently my intuition was right and I dodged a *massive* bullet by staying far, far away from that woman. She's been trying to sell me extravagant possessions for years (first it was 'her' truck, then it was 'her' yacht, then it was 'her' house, then it was my dad's company), and/or trying to convince me to move back in. Apparently, the reason for all that was, she's spending my dad into an actual debtor's prison; now the IRS has caught up and now they're talking about divorce so she can shelter alimony payments from the bankruptcy suit. Now she wants me to accept large financial gifts (an $8,000 flute, of all things) and back-date it several years to hide it from the banks.
I believe the word I'm looking for is 'Fuck off.' I've never been more proud of myself for making my own bed. Don't get me wrong I love my parents, but this woman is a fucking idiot sometimes.
I believe the word I'm looking for is 'Fuck off.' I've never been more proud of myself for making my own bed. Don't get me wrong I love my parents, but this woman is a fucking idiot sometimes.