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Awful situation. I lived with an ex-gf who suffered from major depression and bulimia for a couple of years. That was stressful as hell.

But, she didn't trash my place.

The only suggestion I have is that if you are going to continue living with your uncle, buy a big shop vac and just go into his room every day and vacuum up all of the piss. Then empty the vac into your toilet or into whatever drain you have on your lot. Then rinse the vac out.

You might have to do that every single day to keep things dry.

You seem to be sticking around with the hopes that you will some day be able to sell the house. But, what if you are not successful in becoming part owner? Do you have a plan for what will happen then?
 
All I can say is keep your head up OP. That sounds terrible but you clearly have strength. You sound like a damn good man. Respect.
 
Some updates:

I dont know what happened but my luck changed abruptly, I dont know how I feel about it though since it started with my uncle nearly cracking his head open while falling down the stairs.

So at the beginning of the month as usual my uncle camps out at the front steps waiting for his SS check, cashed it as soon as he got it, tried to feign that he didn't get his money for about three hours of yelling and screaming before he wads up the money in a ball and throws it at my face for the monthly mortgage payment he owes me, he goes cursing off calling me a selfish greedy bastard and he leaves to spend the rest of his money to buy cocaine and beer.

The next day on July 4th I'm helping my brother set up for the party we allowed him to have with his friends because he did a pretty damn amazing job cleaning the entire house from top to bottom and has been acting like a normal human being. Some of the guests arrive early and I'm cooking at the barbecue while my uncle, high off of cocaine and beer decides to fall down the stairs completely naked, crack his chin open on the bottom step and and proceeds to piss all over himself and roll around in it. I dont know how to react to this as he's completely out of it and incapable of standing on his own two feet anymore. He's mumbling incoherently for a while before I decide to just call an for an ambulance. He refuses to go with them and fights them, starts calling them names and cursing at them and finally gives in after an hour of yelling and screaming at him that they'll just take him to jail instead. They take him and I assume they'll give him some meds and ifx up his chin and he'll be back in two days.

I dont know what happened after the ambulance took him but apparently he said or did something that caused them to put him under a 5150, He's under watch constantly, he can barely walk anymore without assistance and is now seeing hallucinations of flying cars, marching bands in the trees, sharks coming out of the walls, and big flying white horses. I'm baffled by this because he's always been sharp as hell with his mind even when completely shitfaced drunk.

Anyway, I have now been given full power of attorney over him, and I'm trying to discuss some option on what to do with him. I've also managed to finally file my probate claim, although the fee waiver for it wasn't approved right away, hopefully the judge will approve it, if not i dont know where I can come up with the kind of money they're asking for to complete the probate claim.

So...things have gotten better?
 
Some updates:

I dont know what happened but my luck changed abruptly, I dont know how I feel about it though since it started with my uncle nearly cracking his head open while falling down the stairs.

So at the beginning of the month as usual my uncle camps out at the front steps waiting for his SS check, cashed it as soon as he got it, tried to feign that he didn't get his money for about three hours of yelling and screaming before he wads up the money in a ball and throws it at my face for the monthly mortgage payment he owes me, he goes cursing off calling me a selfish greedy bastard and he leaves to spend the rest of his money to buy cocaine and beer.

The next day on July 4th I'm helping my brother set up for the party we allowed him to have with his friends because he did a pretty damn amazing job cleaning the entire house from top to bottom and has been acting like a normal human being. Some of the guests arrive early and I'm cooking at the barbecue while my uncle, high off of cocaine and beer decides to fall down the stairs completely naked, crack his chin open on the bottom step and and proceeds to piss all over himself and roll around in it. I dont know how to react to this as he's completely out of it and incapable of standing on his own two feet anymore. He's mumbling incoherently for a while before I decide to just call an for an ambulance. He refuses to go with them and fights them, starts calling them names and cursing at them and finally gives in after an hour of yelling and screaming at him that they'll just take him to jail instead. They take him and I assume they'll give him some meds and ifx up his chin and he'll be back in two days.

I dont know what happened after the ambulance took him but apparently he said or did something that caused them to put him under a 5150, He's under watch constantly, he can barely walk anymore without assistance and is now seeing hallucinations of flying cars, marching bands in the trees, sharks coming out of the walls, and big flying white horses. I'm baffled by this because he's always been sharp as hell with his mind even when completely shitfaced drunk.

Anyway, I have now been given full power of attorney over him, and I'm trying to discuss some option on what to do with him. I've also managed to finally file my probate claim, although the fee waiver for it wasn't approved right away, hopefully the judge will approve it, if not i dont know where I can come up with the kind of money they're asking for to complete the probate claim.

So...things have gotten better?

I don't have any kind of advice for you but I can say that I'm happy things are going better for you now, you deserve it.
 
Sounds like a positive development, OP. He sounds like he should be institutionalized.

Hope his situation gets resolved soon so you can get on with your life.
 
Things are moving in the right direction at least. He must have threatened someone at the hospital. Could his hallucinations be due to the withdrawal?
 
Damn, what an update. Best of luck. Your brother seems to have turned his attitude around. I hope he can keep it up. Maybe your uncle was just a bad influence on him.
 
How much money did he have left after he gave you the monthly mortgage payment OP? And it could be DTs giving him hallucinations but I think his dealer probably sold him something other than cocaine. Angel dust maybe.
 
Your house is beautifully furnished and taken care of amazingly by you, OP. You're the king of patience for putting up with the stuff your uncle does, but something must be done. No human being can live like that and survive.

You've done some great work, though and it's very impressive that it's all by yourself!! Reminds me of Jessee's house from Breaking Bad somewhat lol.
 
Some updates:

I dont know what happened but my luck changed abruptly, I dont know how I feel about it though since it started with my uncle nearly cracking his head open while falling down the stairs.

So at the beginning of the month as usual my uncle camps out at the front steps waiting for his SS check, cashed it as soon as he got it, tried to feign that he didn't get his money for about three hours of yelling and screaming before he wads up the money in a ball and throws it at my face for the monthly mortgage payment he owes me, he goes cursing off calling me a selfish greedy bastard and he leaves to spend the rest of his money to buy cocaine and beer.

The next day on July 4th I'm helping my brother set up for the party we allowed him to have with his friends because he did a pretty damn amazing job cleaning the entire house from top to bottom and has been acting like a normal human being. Some of the guests arrive early and I'm cooking at the barbecue while my uncle, high off of cocaine and beer decides to fall down the stairs completely naked, crack his chin open on the bottom step and and proceeds to piss all over himself and roll around in it. I dont know how to react to this as he's completely out of it and incapable of standing on his own two feet anymore. He's mumbling incoherently for a while before I decide to just call an for an ambulance. He refuses to go with them and fights them, starts calling them names and cursing at them and finally gives in after an hour of yelling and screaming at him that they'll just take him to jail instead. They take him and I assume they'll give him some meds and ifx up his chin and he'll be back in two days.

I dont know what happened after the ambulance took him but apparently he said or did something that caused them to put him under a 5150, He's under watch constantly, he can barely walk anymore without assistance and is now seeing hallucinations of flying cars, marching bands in the trees, sharks coming out of the walls, and big flying white horses. I'm baffled by this because he's always been sharp as hell with his mind even when completely shitfaced drunk.

Anyway, I have now been given full power of attorney over him, and I'm trying to discuss some option on what to do with him. I've also managed to finally file my probate claim, although the fee waiver for it wasn't approved right away, hopefully the judge will approve it, if not i dont know where I can come up with the kind of money they're asking for to complete the probate claim.

So...things have gotten better?


Show the judge a print out of this thread and she'll grant you the fee waiver.

You've done good dude.
 
Oh no, that is true. My uncle and brother are the particulary bad cases. All of the other relatives avoid us like the plague because of their awful attitude and disgusting behavoir.

To be fair, they might actually have bubonic plague.
 
Some updates:

I dont know what happened but my luck changed abruptly, I dont know how I feel about it though since it started with my uncle nearly cracking his head open while falling down the stairs.

So at the beginning of the month as usual my uncle camps out at the front steps waiting for his SS check, cashed it as soon as he got it, tried to feign that he didn't get his money for about three hours of yelling and screaming before he wads up the money in a ball and throws it at my face for the monthly mortgage payment he owes me, he goes cursing off calling me a selfish greedy bastard and he leaves to spend the rest of his money to buy cocaine and beer.

The next day on July 4th I'm helping my brother set up for the party we allowed him to have with his friends because he did a pretty damn amazing job cleaning the entire house from top to bottom and has been acting like a normal human being. Some of the guests arrive early and I'm cooking at the barbecue while my uncle, high off of cocaine and beer decides to fall down the stairs completely naked, crack his chin open on the bottom step and and proceeds to piss all over himself and roll around in it. I dont know how to react to this as he's completely out of it and incapable of standing on his own two feet anymore. He's mumbling incoherently for a while before I decide to just call an for an ambulance. He refuses to go with them and fights them, starts calling them names and cursing at them and finally gives in after an hour of yelling and screaming at him that they'll just take him to jail instead. They take him and I assume they'll give him some meds and ifx up his chin and he'll be back in two days.

I dont know what happened after the ambulance took him but apparently he said or did something that caused them to put him under a 5150, He's under watch constantly, he can barely walk anymore without assistance and is now seeing hallucinations of flying cars, marching bands in the trees, sharks coming out of the walls, and big flying white horses. I'm baffled by this because he's always been sharp as hell with his mind even when completely shitfaced drunk.

Anyway, I have now been given full power of attorney over him, and I'm trying to discuss some option on what to do with him. I've also managed to finally file my probate claim, although the fee waiver for it wasn't approved right away, hopefully the judge will approve it, if not i dont know where I can come up with the kind of money they're asking for to complete the probate claim.

So...things have gotten better?
While this doesn't answer what your uncle did to have him put under a 5150, these are the reasons for such:

Grounds for Detention - Adults, WIC 5150:

When any person, as a result of a mental disorder, is a danger to others, or to
himself or herself, or gravely disabled, may upon probable cause, take, or
cause to be taken, the person into custody and place him or her in a facility
designated by the county and approved by the State Department of Mental
Health as a facility for 72-hour treatment and evaluation, such facility shall
require an application in writing stating the circumstances under which the
person’s condition was called to the attention of the (authorized person) has
probable cause to believe that the person is, as a result of a mental disorder, a
danger to others, or to himself or herself, or gravely disabled (WIC 5150).

Definition of applicable terms:

Danger to others: This term is not defined by statute or regulation, but can be
manifested by words or actions indicating a serious intent to cause bodily harm to
another person due to a mental disorder. If the dangerous to others finding is
based on the person’s threats rather than acts, the evaluator must believe it is
likely that the person will carry out the threats.

Danger to self: This term is not defined by statute or regulation, but can be
manifested by threats or actions indicating the intent to commit suicide or inflict
serious bodily harm on oneself, or actions which place the person in serious
physical jeopardy, if these actions are due to a mental disorder.

Gravely Disabled-Adult: A condition in which a person, as a result of a mental
disorder (rather than a chosen lifestyle or lack of funds) is unable to provide for
his or her basic needs for food, clothing or shelter (WIC 5008).
The threat to harm oneself may be through neglect or inability to care for oneself.
Courts have ruled that if a person can survive safely in freedom with the help of
willing and responsible family members, friends or third parties, then he or she is
not considered gravely disabled.

Gravely Disabled-Minor: As a result of a mental disorder, a minor (person 17
years old or younger) is unable to utilize the elements of life, which are essential
to health, safety and development, including food, clothing, or shelter, even
though provided to the minor by others (WIC 5585.25).
Source: http://lacdmh.lacounty.gov/Training&Workforce/documents/LPS_Training_Manual_updated.pdf

Overall, things seem to be getting better. Hopefully your uncle will get some kind of evaluation during his stay at... well, wherever he is staying. And that will hopefully lead to some kind of hospitalization or likewise. I can only imagine how hard this must be for you, it's always terrible to see relatives reach a state of grave disregard for the safety and health of themselves as well as others.

As for what you have done to the house, great job! :)
 
How much money did he have left after he gave you the monthly mortgage payment OP? And it could be DTs giving him hallucinations but I think his dealer probably sold him something other than cocaine. Angel dust maybe.

Who knows, he's buying beer constantly and his vision is getting worse every month, sometimes I have to correct him because instead of handing me twenties he ends up giving me a handful of hundreds, so unless I'm with him, i'm pretty sure he's getting taken advantage of whenever he has his money around other people. When I visited him the first day in the hospital he was complaining that the nurses stole $300 (it's county and I believe him)

To be fair, they might actually have bubonic plague.

Well, I think we did contract some minor dysentary last month.

Rösti;69456071 said:
While this doesn't answer what your uncle did to have him put under a 5150, these are the reasons for such:

Overall, things seem to be getting better. Hopefully your uncle will get some kind of evaluation during his stay at... well, wherever he is staying. And that will hopefully lead to some kind of hospitalization or likewise. I can only imagine how hard this must be for you, it's always terrible to see relatives reach a state of grave disregard for the safety and health of themselves as well as others.

As for what you have done to the house, great job! :)

Sounds like those describe the way he's been living for the past 10 years.

Thanks.

When did he last drink alcohol that you are sure of? He may be withdrawing/delirium tremens. When did he start hallucinating, and is he still?

He's never without alcohol, no matter how many times we ask the local corner stores to stop selling him alcohol, he somehow comes back with beer and more beer. He doesnt stop, it's like he needs it more than oxygen.

As for the hallucinations, this is the first I've ever seen him talk about seeing things. He hasn't had alcohol for about 6 days straight now and his overall physical and mental condition is getting worse.
 
Alcohol withdrawal is actually really bad. That could explain some of the hallucinations.

OP you are a trooper. There is no way I could put up with what you put up with. Stronger person than me for sure. I hope you get the eventual happy ending. You deserve some good karma.
 
Who knows, he's buying beer constantly and his vision is getting worse every month, sometimes I have to correct him because instead of handing me twenties he ends up giving me a handful of hundreds, so unless I'm with him, i'm pretty sure he's getting taken advantage of whenever he has his money around other people. When I visited him the first day in the hospital he was complaining that the nurses stole $300 (it's county and I believe him)



Well, I think we did contract some minor dysentary last month.



Sounds like those describe the way he's been living for the past 10 years.

Thanks.



He's never without alcohol, no matter how many times we ask the local corner stores to stop selling him alcohol, he somehow comes back with beer and more beer. He doesnt stop, it's like he needs it more than oxygen.

As for the hallucinations, this is the first I've ever seen him talk about seeing things. He hasn't had alcohol for about 6 days straight now and his overall physical and mental condition is getting worse.

That is almost certainly delirium tremens, and as I said, it can actually be very dangerous or fatal if untreated. Since you seem to be the nicest person on the entire planet, it's something you should be aware of.
 
More updates and more shitty times ahead.

Good News: Court date is settled for the 8th, hopefully we can work out modifying the awful horrible no good mortgage loan that's been slowly eating away at my life.

Bad News: Money is shit, as in that there is none to pay court fees, mortgage nearly everything else.

My uncle: A few days ago I was on my way back from a job interview, when I see an ambulance parked outside my house. It seems that the hospital my uncle was staying at judged him fit to come home....even though he couldn't walk, or think clearly, or see clearly for that matter and dump him on my door step with no warning whatsoever. So I literally have to carry him on my back to get him into the house and prop him in the recliner. They give me a pack of adult diapers and some gloves and speed away.

for the next three days I get no sleep. He cannot go up the stairs by himself so we had to bring down the matress and set up a makeshift bed in the room next to my bedroom door. He constantly calls for me to pick him up to go to the bathroom, he's wearing diapers so I help him to the bathroom door and for five minutes he justs stands there over the toilet and then tells me he's done without ever doing anything (he goes in the diaper) the first night the matress was already filled with piss. Also he likes to take off the diapers and throw them in a corner (filled with shit and urine...also this is literally outside my bedroom door now)

He refuses to take the medication he was given unless he's threatened with us calling the police and putting him back in the hospital. The worst is that he'll on occasion to gather up enough strength to slowly shamble his way outside and try and walk down the street to the corner store, it takes him 4 hours to get dressed by himself because we refuse to buy him beer. So as soon as gets up to go outside I have to follow him very slowly to make sure he doesnt fall or kill himself ( this happens 4-5 times a day) He gets to the store and he begs the clerk to sell him beer and I calmly tell them not to as he tries to punch me and push me away to get to the beer fridge.

Then he falls outside the store, begs for anybody passing by to buy him beer and then I physically carry his ass back to the house because he refuses to co-operate, while trying to scream in the streets that I'm kidnapping him and that he'll kill me in my sleep. I had to skip out on two job interviews because I had to take care of him. He was getting a little better to be able to move on his own and taking his medications, but then a friend of his managed to slip him a 40 ounce while I was cooking dinner, he drank it all in nearly a minute and at the end of the day he was complaining of pain and not being able to stand on his own any more and begged to be taken back to the hospital.

fast forward to now, he's currently in a nursing facility and I just had a nice wonderful chat with the five police officers who came to my house today to tell me that I'm being charged with "Kidnapping, Elder Abuse, and Molestation" that he's saying I did while taking care of him for the last week. Luckily I had all my paperwork, my neighbor as a witness to back me up and a call to the psychiatric ward he was in to help me sort it all out. I also learned that he's trying to get me sent to jail by blaming all his ailments, his bleeding ulcers, his falling down the stairs and the general state of his condition on me.

All because I refused to let the stores sell him beer.
 
All because I refused to let the stores sell him beer.

Holy crap man. :(

You also have a bit of a paper trail here in this thread, too, talking about this and documenting it. Best of luck to you, and I hope he gets permanently committed. He needs help that you can't provide.
 
oh wow, we were just wondering about you in another thread



edit: fuck, I hope this period of your life is soon behind you and you can move on to more pleasant things.. I have a kid sister who is currently going through a mental breakdown. I lose sleep and school because of her and she does yell and curse and disappear at times, causing us to have to call the police to find her, but she's nowhere near as bad as your uncle..

How is your brother doing? Is he able to help out at all or is this still all on you? I can't imagine going through this much crap on my own...

Is there anything GAF can do in order to help in the meantime? Perhaps we could gather a small donation to help you get through the month, or cover some of your legal fees.

Your strength continues to inspire and amaze me! Even if it doesn't feel that way it does sound like you are making progress! Be strong just a little bit longer man!
 
You know, reading the title of this thread I thought it would be about some dorm room situation. I didn't think anyone who owns a house would destroy it and themselves this willfully.

You're a brave man, OP.
 
Hooooly shit.

Dude, get him committed or something. Fuck man. No one should have to put up with that.
This.

I am sorry to say that, but there is a line when altruism crosses into stupidity. Sorry for the harsh words but I feel you so deeply. Don't do this to yourself. You have proven a hundred times you are a really, really, REALLY good guy.

Your uncle needs a professional institution to take care of him. If not for you, then for him. As long as he is with you, once he is better he will be able to get booze somehow. And you are back to square one. Plus he got you charged with criminal offenses. There is a point in life where a person has willfully given up the right to do as they please. Your uncle has.
 
More updates and more shitty times ahead.

Good News: Court date is settled for the 8th, hopefully we can work out modifying the awful horrible no good mortgage loan that's been slowly eating away at my life.

Bad News: Money is shit, as in that there is none to pay court fees, mortgage nearly everything else.

My uncle: A few days ago I was on my way back from a job interview, when I see an ambulance parked outside my house. It seems that the hospital my uncle was staying at judged him fit to come home....even though he couldn't walk, or think clearly, or see clearly for that matter and dump him on my door step with no warning whatsoever. So I literally have to carry him on my back to get him into the house and prop him in the recliner. They give me a pack of adult diapers and some gloves and speed away.

for the next three days I get no sleep. He cannot go up the stairs by himself so we had to bring down the matress and set up a makeshift bed in the room next to my bedroom door. He constantly calls for me to pick him up to go to the bathroom, he's wearing diapers so I help him to the bathroom door and for five minutes he justs stands there over the toilet and then tells me he's done without ever doing anything (he goes in the diaper) the first night the matress was already filled with piss. Also he likes to take off the diapers and throw them in a corner (filled with shit and urine...also this is literally outside my bedroom door now)

He refuses to take the medication he was given unless he's threatened with us calling the police and putting him back in the hospital. The worst is that he'll on occasion to gather up enough strength to slowly shamble his way outside and try and walk down the street to the corner store, it takes him 4 hours to get dressed by himself because we refuse to buy him beer. So as soon as gets up to go outside I have to follow him very slowly to make sure he doesnt fall or kill himself ( this happens 4-5 times a day) He gets to the store and he begs the clerk to sell him beer and I calmly tell them not to as he tries to punch me and push me away to get to the beer fridge.

Then he falls outside the store, begs for anybody passing by to buy him beer and then I physically carry his ass back to the house because he refuses to co-operate, while trying to scream in the streets that I'm kidnapping him and that he'll kill me in my sleep. I had to skip out on two job interviews because I had to take care of him. He was getting a little better to be able to move on his own and taking his medications, but then a friend of his managed to slip him a 40 ounce while I was cooking dinner, he drank it all in nearly a minute and at the end of the day he was complaining of pain and not being able to stand on his own any more and begged to be taken back to the hospital.

fast forward to now, he's currently in a nursing facility and I just had a nice wonderful chat with the five police officers who came to my house today to tell me that I'm being charged with "Kidnapping, Elder Abuse, and Molestation" that he's saying I did while taking care of him for the last week. Luckily I had all my paperwork, my neighbor as a witness to back me up and a call to the psychiatric ward he was in to help me sort it all out. I also learned that he's trying to get me sent to jail by blaming all his ailments, his bleeding ulcers, his falling down the stairs and the general state of his condition on me.

All because I refused to let the stores sell him beer.
And after all that you'll still take care of this feces throwing criminal.
 
With that latest update I would have broken under the strain and killed him and/or skipped the state.

You journeyed from good nephew to doormat a long time ago. No one's going to give you a reward for being a martyr for this guy. You can't get even get time for interviews, you spend all this money on him, I can only imagine there's no time for something like a girlfriend or anything approaching a life of your own. Ditch him anyway you can. He's going to die soon anyway. From his actions he sounds as close as somebody can be to being a literal oxygen thief. Even if your actions ensured he lived longer and healthier there wouldn't be an upside to it.
 
fast forward to now, he's currently in a nursing facility and I just had a nice wonderful chat with the five police officers who came to my house today to tell me that I'm being charged with "Kidnapping, Elder Abuse, and Molestation" that he's saying I did while taking care of him for the last week. Luckily I had all my paperwork, my neighbor as a witness to back me up and a call to the psychiatric ward he was in to help me sort it all out. I also learned that he's trying to get me sent to jail by blaming all his ailments, his bleeding ulcers, his falling down the stairs and the general state of his condition on me.

I'm not joking around when I say that you are, in fact, guilty of this. I know you didn't push him down the stairs by yourself, but since he's not able to take of himself, you are responsible for him. You are clearly not able to take care of him yourself, though, so keeping at home amounts to abuse.
 
How is your brother doing? Is he able to help out at all or is this still all on you? I can't imagine going through this much crap on my own...

Is there anything GAF can do in order to help in the meantime? Perhaps we could gather a small donation to help you get through the month, or cover some of your legal fees.

My brother keeps as far away from him and his problems as far as possible. They dont have good history with eachother and would likely just be trouble. He ignores him completely.

The money situation is a whole other issue, I've been out of work for a good four months (I get on call catering jobs on occasion but they dont pay enough and arent stable enough salary for what I'm dealing with) now and since the whole mortgage situation, raising rates, loss of insurance, escrow, court fees, taking care of my uncle, the loan against my truck, we're nearly close to 5-6 months behind, which is way too much by now for any donations I could ask for to cover. I had to leave school early without my degree because I had to get a second job to help keep the house.

I've been in talks with the hardest hit/obama foundation, but it's another paperwork nightmare that has me going in circles, I need the court to finalize the probate paperwork, but I cant pay the fees, I cant pay the fees because I've been scraping every penny to pay off some of the last months mortgage payment and round and round.

I believe my only option left if the court stuff doesnt work out is to just sell the house as soon as possible as is, use it to pay off the loan and leave. The problem is my uncle will get half the money and who knows what the fuck kind of shit that will cause.

Don't you have power of attorney over him now? Time to commit him for sure.

Nope, apparently even though he's incapable of taking care of himself of his own ability, and he's sane enough (even though he still sees halucinations) to know his name and the date, he can verbally revoke my power of attorney.

I'm not joking around when I say that you are, in fact, guilty of this. I know you didn't push him down the stairs by yourself, but since he's not able to take of himself, you are responsible for him. You are clearly not able to take care of him yourself, though, so keeping at home amounts to abuse.

I mentioned that the hospital dropped him off at my doorstep with no prior warning, and nothing other than some diapers and his prescriptions...what the fuck was I supposed to do?
 
Wow OP I don't eve know what to say.

I'm not joking around when I say that you are, in fact, guilty of this. I know you didn't push him down the stairs by yourself, but since he's not able to take of himself, you are responsible for him. You are clearly not able to take care of him yourself, though, so keeping at home amounts to abuse.
Fuck off. Apparently he can't even get power of attorney or him committed to rehab, so how is this guy OP's responsibility?
 
I mentioned that the hospital dropped him off at my doorstep with no prior warning, and nothing other than some diapers and his prescriptions...what the fuck was I supposed to do?

Not much you could in that immediate situation.

You have one job right now: getting power of attorney, and then using it to sell your family's house. None of you are in any position to pay for it right now, and it's better to sell it yourself than let the bank take it from you and sell it for you.

After that, you can think about taking care of your uncle, although from the sound of it, he doesn't want to be helped, and there might not be much you can do. You're obviously a good-hearted person, though, so you might be able to think of something.

Fuck off. Apparently he can't even get power of attorney or him committed to rehab, so how is this guy OP's responsibility?

Well, apparently he doesn't want to abandon him, but he isn't really doing anything to help him. Do you have any bright ideas?
 
I'm really not knowledgeable with situations like this but you really must get rid of him somehow.

You're not being a hero here. As someone said, you won't get a reward. You'll live a shitty unhappy life until either of you pass away. That's not something you want. Who knows what you'll do under all that pressure for so long. You have nothing to prove and this is your life. Take control and move on.
 
Not much you could in that immediate situation.

You have one job right now: getting power of attorney, and then using it to sell your family's house. None of you are in any position to pay for it right now, and it's better to sell it yourself than let the bank take it from you and sell it for you.

After that, you can think about taking care of your uncle, although from the sound of it, he doesn't want to be helped, and there might not be much you can do. You're obviously a good-hearted person, though, so you might be able to think of something.



Well, apparently he doesn't want to abandon him, but he isn't really doing anything to help him. Do you have any bright ideas?
Don't say he is guilty of stuff that isn't fault.

Does OP still only own half the mortgage? Is that the only reason you are keeping this POS around?
 
Anyone else get a little scared when roommate topics pop up and you are unsure if your roommate is a gaffer and the topic is about you? Dodged another bullet. Time to do some dishes
 
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