ADDson#1 thought he had us...

My lil sissy and I have reached our boiling points with ADDson#1. Either he is retarded or we are--I'm betting that me and lil sissy are the "special" ones here...you be the judge

I pay his:

• health, dental and vision insurance $96/month
• jail fees & fines $125/month for God knows how long - got stopped w/Mary Jane in the car
• default school loan $60/month - from first college go round
• current college tuition $700/semester
• his child (my grandson) multi-cultural daycare (they teach foreign languages) $250/month is my portion
• bought his car $2400
• replaced motor in said car = $2500
• Cleats 2 pair plus gloves = $200
• Cell phone bill = $50/month (when he does not go over his minutes)

Lil sissy pays

• car insurance = $60/month
• gas money = $150/month
• groceries to feed his big 6'7, 300 lb ass
• Merry Maids to come clean her house including his room = $150/month
• Books & Tuition - based on semester classes
• Helps him maintain his documents (because as a person with ADD, he loses or misplaces everything) - so she really is his unpaid personal ASSistant

He does not ask for anything extra, but shit he shouldn't...look at all this shit that hes into us for already. We would not have to bitch about anything, if he acted like he gave a fuck...I know he appreciates it, but damn...show us by always studying, requesting extra credit, asking us if he could help out someway, be considerate of his cell minutes, work a PT job to supplement his child's expenses...hell I didn't fuck his baby momma, why do I get the phone calls for every need/want.

Well the shit hit the fan...Effective December 31, 2007

• His celly will be turned off job or not - get one in his own damn name.
• If he does not pass his current classes, I will not pay for the next semester Hope he got a back-up plan
• pay his own fines/fees or don't...and save us all some money by going back to jail - hell I ain't chiefed in a few years (cough, cough), he did the crime, now he'll pay or do the time.
• Will no longer receive room cleaning services - properly maintain room and stop being TRIFLING
• Pay rent - show your aunt that you appreciate her help - or get in yo own shit
• Take your ADD medicine on a regular basis so that you can stay focused and on task

The bottom line is that he needs a job so that he can pay for his own shit, damn he's 23...what 23 year old wants to be fussed at over and over about the same shit...hes a grown ass man right?

1. Men, what did it take for you to leave the nest - mainly the 2nd time (my son left at 18 but did not like the big bad world and came running home at 21)...now he's back in a safe, comfortable environment and doesn't want to be responsible....HELP...
2. or Women that were successful in removing a mans ass from your furniture...How?

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ADDson#2...go figure

ADDson2 is the middle child (enough said!).

I love my 3 boys so much that it hurts. I use to long for the days that we would all climb into bed and watch TMNT together. Nowadays, I'm so glad they are out of my house, I could dance a jig.

ADDson2 is 21 going on 14 - why don't men mature progressively? He has a child on the way, a little girl (YEA), by a nice young lady who happens to be a different nationality and without running the risk of sounding like reverse Duane "Dog" Chapman, I will leave it alone.

History on son2, he has some identity issues - at age 5 he asked me "why did God leave him in the oven longer than you and ADDson1". ADDson2 has the complexion of Lenny Kravitz, as a matter of fact, they have the same sense of style and eclectics. Mr Kravitz is a biracial child, so hes given a pass, ADDson2 is not. He is a Kid Rock in a 50 cent world. He can get along with whomever, but tends to think of his race as sub-par and actually allows his Caucasian friends to get dangerously close to inappropriateness. He is the "brotha" - in the group of "others", in a predominantly white club, with the tatts, big holes in his ears, etc - get the picture? Sometimes I wish this were his only issue...but he has been know to fabricate, stretch the truth - beyond recognition, take things withOUT the owners consented permission, he has a sense of entitlement and shows no remorse when busted - which scares the shit out of me!

I'm no saint and have done my share of lying and BORROWING things, but I ALWAYS FELT BAD for doing it. He doesn't show any concern for the things he does or whom he hurts. I ain't trying to be "Dr. Phil" but he cannot be a happy person and that makes me sad.

Yesterday I talked to the future baby momma and she said that ADDson2 broke up with her and moved out 2 weeks ago - NO HE HAS NOT SAID ANYTHING TO ME ABOUT THIS. He moved in with another woman. I told her to put child support on his ass and move on. She's in love and wants them to be a family - OK not looking too good.

I sent ADDson2 a text message telling him I was disappointed in him for using people and throwing them away and that I hope it did not take a tragedy for him to mend his ways. He never responded - I really did not expect him to. The great thing about ADDson2 is that even though he has issues (as we all do), he tries to keep them from me - (this could be self-preservation more than don't wanna hurt my momma).

ADDson2 has so much potential and if he used his power for good, the sky's the limit. He has the voice of an angel, very nice looking, great personality, funny, smart, etc...he just doesn't get it yet.

Please pray for him!
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I love my lil sissy THISMUCH***************

I sent my sister this email - just edited to remove names and protect the innocent!

As I was praying for God to renew your spirit and help you to see and know how much I love you, a light bulb went off about myself.

I realize that I am scatter brained, lazy, no will power, no drive, erratic, moody and long suffering. I get it - I also know that I am not perfect, think differently than other people, difficult to get along with, a relationship tester, etc..., but Ive come to accept it, not that I like it, but I'm not going to beat myself up any longer about NOT living up to someone elses standards of me.

I have taken a long look in the mirror and although its not that pretty, it is what it is. This does not mean that I will not strive for better, it really means that I will NO longer be encapsulated in what others think I should be. I enjoy school and that's cool for now, but the degree or lack thereof will never determine my character as a person, my integrity, or my love and passion for helping others. I want you to accept that for me, what I deem as success is extremely different from yours or anyone elses. Its personal and always has been. When I die, I don't care if people say that I had so many degrees or money. I want God to be pleased that I helped someone in their walk to Him.

Out of all of the dysfunction that is me, I truly know that you love me. I hate that we have gotten to the point where we cant be open and honest with each other about our feelings...well I cant. I need to be able to say I love you and hear it back, I need to have "attaboys" every now and then to feel appreciated, I need to have security in relationships that others might believe unnecessary. OK IM NEEDY. Some people are and some are not...that's what makes us all unique.

So after thinking about you all weekend, mainly missing you as my sister, I began to wonder if you really feel about me the way that I do you. If I were dying would you do pack up everything to come help me...wow it hurts not knowing the answer to that or even worse thinking, believing that you would not do it for me. I have to say that I would do it for you in a heartbeat.

When you were going through the stalking stuff, I can remember you being at Taco Bell one day and he was following you (we were on the phone)...I can remember being so afraid of losing you. When you were shot, I had to get to you - even though I felt that you put your friends in front of me (all the time - that's another story)...I still needed to check on you and was there the same day. I'm going back so far to say that I know that I'm emotional and I get stressed out too easily.

When you all were going through the evacuations last week, I was so stressed that I started having phantom pains in the left side of my body...I say phantom because they are gone now, but I was in sooo much pain from shoulder on down. I was worried about you and the business and mom, son, niece and not having b-i-l there at first, not knowing what the outcome was going to be..I was truly on an emotional roller coaster. I live in a constant state of "what if" and I know I could use some couch time seriously.

Anyhow, when you called me last week, I was on the phone with my Dr and on the cell phone with my other Dr and could not click over. Then I get to my computer and you are asking me for hours...it was the last straw...cause I'm thinking, Ive been on standby for you and now you cant cut me some slack? this is some bullshit...

I'm saying all of this so you can know how much I love you and although you may not see it or hear it in my comments, I wear my concern/love and dedication to you as a badge of honor. I don't care how much of a bratty little sister you are, you are all mine and there is no amount of work, heartache, fear, money that could ever replace that.

You sent me this refrigerator magnet that I still have. It says life made us friends, chance made us sisters....something to that affect or vice versa and I want to believe it. I consider you my best friend and my love is unconditional for you. "Like" is very conditional though.:).

I don't have the wherewithal to sustain another emotional roller coaster week, so please be patient, understanding, kind and loving with me. I cannot stress to you how much I want you to be successful in your eyes, I just want you to understand and accept the differences and imperfections in others. I will be there for you always!

I love you lil sissy - i don't care what!

*still makes me cry*