On the weirdness scale, this one is turned up to 11....
My oldest brother, Bill, is and has been for many years, a drug addict and alcoholic. He is 57 years old, has hep c, and is pretty much estranged from our family. He does, however, live in Austin with his ex-wife, Sasha. She became his ex when she was serving time in prison for prostitution and bank robbery-however, with two children and drug addiction in common they have since reconciled.
My other Austin brother, Scott, was up in North Austin today driving with a co-worker....as they drove down an access road prior to getting on I35, they had to stop at a light. There, by the side of the road, holding the ubiquitous "need help homeless" sign, was my sort-of-sister-in-law. Scott said that they made eye contact, and she began to turn in circles and was evidently screaming profanity........
Scott's co-worker turned to him and said "man, what a crazy bitch that chick is". The light changed, and they drove on.
I have no idea how I should feel about this. Neither of us are planning to get in touch with either Bill or Sasha, and I just don't feel guilty about it. It's been so much, for so long, that I just don't have it in me anymore. If that makes me a bad person, so be it.
My oldest brother, Bill, is and has been for many years, a drug addict and alcoholic. He is 57 years old, has hep c, and is pretty much estranged from our family. He does, however, live in Austin with his ex-wife, Sasha. She became his ex when she was serving time in prison for prostitution and bank robbery-however, with two children and drug addiction in common they have since reconciled.
My other Austin brother, Scott, was up in North Austin today driving with a co-worker....as they drove down an access road prior to getting on I35, they had to stop at a light. There, by the side of the road, holding the ubiquitous "need help homeless" sign, was my sort-of-sister-in-law. Scott said that they made eye contact, and she began to turn in circles and was evidently screaming profanity........
Scott's co-worker turned to him and said "man, what a crazy bitch that chick is". The light changed, and they drove on.
I have no idea how I should feel about this. Neither of us are planning to get in touch with either Bill or Sasha, and I just don't feel guilty about it. It's been so much, for so long, that I just don't have it in me anymore. If that makes me a bad person, so be it.
Nah, you're not a bad person. You do what you can.