For 5 years, my only gifts from my parents for Christmas or my birthday were greeting cards with a handwritten note that $20 had been taken off my debt.
My parents were well-off, but when I got divorced, I was stuck with the mortgage and having to pay off some nice-sized debts my hubby had run up. Then our condos increased the monthly HOA fees from $60 to $300 and it took me by surprise.
That first month, I borrowed $200 from the folks. No one in the family ever let me forget what a deadbeat freeloader I was. Sheesh! They spent that much on a meal.
I’m so sorry. You deserved better.
My parents were generous to a fault. When they died, both my sisters owed them thousands. Yet, both of them are greedy with their own children. Go figure.
When we were in need, we went to my hubby’s dad. He was willing to lend us money with an eight percent interest rate. We got six at the bank.
Sometimes such relatives
are better . . . for one’s health and sanity . . .
transferred to ‘occasionally acknowledged acquaintences’
categories.