My family is making me nuts
This week I got to see in a blaze of all its dysfunctional glory they way my family "works". My brother was pulled over in a neighboring state and arrested since he was dring without a license and had some pot in hei vehicle. He was returned to the state were he lives and was about a 5 hours into a 18 hour trip.
Even though I rarely speak with him (he has no phone and lives 18 hours away), we spent a total of about 30 minutes together in his week stay in my town. He was staying with friends and visited mom a little. I saw him at Mom's. Anyway he called me to bail him out.
I didn't have the money to do that but after having him wait a couple days for a hearing were his bond might be reduced, it wasn't I called my fathers to see if he would pay and my step mother agreed to send a check. I drove the 5 hours to go get him and his truck and bring him back here.
In this whole process my father got mad at my brother-in-law becasue he knew he would be self righteous about my borther getting arrested again. I know that doesn't make any sense but it happened anyway. My mother was this hand wringing mess about the danger my brother was in in jail, so of course I had to do something (I am 44 and my borther is 42). My sister is torn up because she lives near my brother and has been dealing with this kind of thing for the time he has lived by her.
Any way, I went with another person to go get him and bring him back and now I find out that there was more pot in the truck I drove for him back here. The police didn't find it all and he never told me it was still in the vehicle that the police had the description of and plate numbers while I was drivng it. I wasn't stopped and there have been no repercussions, but tht was only luck. My brother put me at risk without allowing me to make the decision.
He was abused my the same uncles which have abused me as a child. We were both abused from before we could talk. Being older I feel guilt about his abuse because I never said anything. I know that is stupid but its still there.
But now I am done. I CANNOT save him and he doesn't care about me or anyone else. I feel like shit about this and will have all kinds of grief from amy wonderful supportive family, but I am done.
How can you walk away and not feel like a creep? How much do we take from our families before we say I am an orphan, I have no family and live that life? When can I stop trying to save them from themselves?
I don't expect answers to these questions that I don't really already know. I just don't know where to find whatever it takes to move out of the pain and into a life of my own.
Ken
Even though I rarely speak with him (he has no phone and lives 18 hours away), we spent a total of about 30 minutes together in his week stay in my town. He was staying with friends and visited mom a little. I saw him at Mom's. Anyway he called me to bail him out.
I didn't have the money to do that but after having him wait a couple days for a hearing were his bond might be reduced, it wasn't I called my fathers to see if he would pay and my step mother agreed to send a check. I drove the 5 hours to go get him and his truck and bring him back here.
In this whole process my father got mad at my brother-in-law becasue he knew he would be self righteous about my borther getting arrested again. I know that doesn't make any sense but it happened anyway. My mother was this hand wringing mess about the danger my brother was in in jail, so of course I had to do something (I am 44 and my borther is 42). My sister is torn up because she lives near my brother and has been dealing with this kind of thing for the time he has lived by her.
Any way, I went with another person to go get him and bring him back and now I find out that there was more pot in the truck I drove for him back here. The police didn't find it all and he never told me it was still in the vehicle that the police had the description of and plate numbers while I was drivng it. I wasn't stopped and there have been no repercussions, but tht was only luck. My brother put me at risk without allowing me to make the decision.
He was abused my the same uncles which have abused me as a child. We were both abused from before we could talk. Being older I feel guilt about his abuse because I never said anything. I know that is stupid but its still there.
But now I am done. I CANNOT save him and he doesn't care about me or anyone else. I feel like shit about this and will have all kinds of grief from amy wonderful supportive family, but I am done.
How can you walk away and not feel like a creep? How much do we take from our families before we say I am an orphan, I have no family and live that life? When can I stop trying to save them from themselves?
I don't expect answers to these questions that I don't really already know. I just don't know where to find whatever it takes to move out of the pain and into a life of my own.
Ken