My dealing with them is winding to a close. I don't deserve the treatment, and I'm not going to let it keep going on and on. They want that. He actually said something like, "let's keep the lines of communication open for when you are ready to help yourself and go to work". UGH.
It's the money, that's the only reason I didn't cut them off. I'm alone, and since I moved, it's been harder. But I'll find a way to manage without them. Their "help" is no help.
I'm just shocked at the denial and the lies and the coverup and the ridiculing the disease. You would think after twenty years they would realize that doesn't work anymore. They know what they are doing. They just don't feel like helping me, so they NEED me to be lying about the disease. That way they can say I won't help myself, so why should they help me. I brought that up to them, too. And I said, all you had to do was say you couldn't afford to help me, and I would have believed that. You didn't need to go through being evil and cruel and telling me I'm faking my illness. Just say you don't want to or can't help. The truth is, they can afford it, they send my cousin a thousand dollars a month. She's married, she's living in a millionaire gated community. They have the money. So when I said this, they said, oh we can't afford to help you. Yeah, right. Well, they should have said that from the beginning and there wouldn't have been further need for discussion. They are evil and get off on hurting other people. They have gotten off on telling me I have a fake disease for twenty years. And I've had enough of it. Let God deal with them. And they deserve everything they get. My uncle gets off on making fun of disabled people, he even makes real jokes about disabled people. We shall see what God has in store for him, his life isn't over yet.