Is Blood Thicker Than Money? In my family, NO

You know the old saying “blood is thicker than water“, which meant that family comes first before friends, is usually true, but if we take it one step further and ask the question “is blood thicker than money?“, I would have to say NO in my case. Money is thicker than blood, and my family has proven it to the lowest level which they should be ashamed of! How they have fought over and been petty about money, putting it more valuable than human life, over their blood relatives, is beyond me. I’m finding it very difficult to forgive a few of them for what they have put me through after all I have done for them. In my time of need, instead of showing some kindness, have punished and let me down. There’s only so much you can take and have to distance yourself from it, even it means not speaking to them and moving away!

My sister, in particular, is the root of the problems as continually bringing the same repeated troubles for years that I have been fixing, for the sake of her two kids, who have all backstabbed and turned against me after all that I did for them. It’s when you put your foot down and stop being a servant, then you become the bad guy. Well I’m sorry to say, but enough is enough!

She was the one who chose an alcoholic abusive man to marry, was not blind to who he was before she took the step to marital nightmare, and then on top had kids with him to drag two more lives into the horror. I had no choice but to step in to pull the kids out so they could have a normal and safe upbringing. It sure wasn’t easy to do when you have to go up against the alcoholic abusive father who wanted control to ruin all their lives. I faced an uphill battle but, in the end, I won and saved those kids’ lives!

There were endless troubles over the years that involved police and restraining orders to keep him away, but always she let him back in so the abuse cycle continued. Then after many years of sticking with him, decided to have a quickie divorce (on his insistence) so he could get out of sharing some property with her by verbally manipulating saying she could have his share of the marital home, which he went back on later when he took her to court to fight for it. I mean how stupid can anyone be, before running off to the courthouse for a quickie divorce, at least get some legal advice or representation, and listen to voice of reason (which was me), before throwing everything away in the dust to gain absolutely nothing!

After all that, even divorced from him, she let him back in. Police, again, had to be involved to remove him from the home, a restraining order placed and then a few court cases over a couple years to fight him for the house and child support, which I had to represent her as couldn’t afford a lawyer. I must say I did even better than any lawyer would have, as got her and her kids his half share of the house plus a ton of money on top. You would think I would get a little gratitude but no, it’s like I didn’t do anything at all and was taken for granted like they were entitled.

I don’t think my sister or her kids would ever do even 1/10 of what I did for them, as is priceless. They are living well today because of all I did for them, as the house will be paid off soon and the monthly support money her ex pays is giving them a comfortable life. On top, I even wrote off thousands of dollars of debt she owed me even though I could use the money right now to help my own situation. I just couldn’t take the stress of it anymore and wanted to distance myself.

If that wasn’t all, I also saved her 2 animals’ lives as went there daily, for many years, to take care of them because she was neglectful and too involved with all the chaos with her ex. I did it out of the goodness of my heart and genuine caring for those innocent pets. Both came close to dying and unfortunately one, a sweet bunny, eventually did due to she neglected to check on her, after I told her to, during the night or even into the late morning, the next day, before she left the house. I miss that sweet bunny and feel guilt that I couldn’t have saved her that final time by arriving earlier that day to check on her so I could have seen she was in distress, and rushed her to the animal hospital, as was already dead by the time I got there, which was very devastating to find and took a long time to get over.

And the other one, a cat, is now living with me since I took over ownership of her many years ago after she gave her away to a irresponsible owner with a very mean cat, which scared her into escaping from there, where she ended up lost for a few months and found very seriously injured. There was a huge fight about that too because I removed my cat from her house due to the living conditions were not appropriate for her and I didn’t want to go there anymore as had enough. She knew it was my cat because, at the time, she didn’t want her back so I volunteered to take over her care so she could stay in her house and not be given away again. Then all of a sudden, when I removed her, she claimed was hers and the whole family got involved, started blaming me. I took over the care, supported the cat, did all the work daily for many years and she wasn’t mine? I was not providing services for which I certainly wasn’t getting paid for, I was the cat’s caregiver!

I tell you the good deeds I have been doing for my family for so many years, are beyond what anyone should expect of a family member. I sacrificed and risked my life so I could save someone else’s kids and because I did, they have a great life today. So why am I being punished and no kindness shown toward me?

I sure could use a lottery win right about now so me and my cat can have our own house to live peacefully in, as miserably living with family right now, and be a distance away from a few of these so-called family members. Maybe then they can understand the wrong in their ways and appreciate all that was done for them!

This is not going to stop me from continuing to good deeds but sometimes you wish that karma would reward you!