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#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories I Bought My Family’s House After They Ignored My Graduation – Here’s What Happened | Storis For U Five years ago, my family chose to celebrate my dropout brother instead of me on my graduation day. I was left alone, ignored, and called a disappointment by my own dad. But yesterday, I made a bold move that flipped the entire story — I bought the house my family was about to lose. This is my story of betrayal, broken promises, and finally taking control of my life. It’s not just about money or a house — it’s about respect, boundaries, and standing up for yourself when your family fails you. If you’ve ever felt overlooked or mistreated by your own family, you’re not alone. Watch till the end and let me know in the comments: Would you have done the same or let it go? — 🔔 Don’t forget to like, share, and subscribe for more real-life stories like this. 💬 I read every comment and would love to hear your thoughts and experiences.
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5 years ago, my life as I knew it ended.
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It was graduation day, the day I was
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supposed to be celebrated. Instead, my
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family threw a massive party for my
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brother who had dropped out of college.
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While I sat home alone with my diploma,
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my dad called me just to say, "Sure, you
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got a degree, but you're still a failure
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and a disappointment in my eyes." I just
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said, "Thanks for finally saying it out
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loud." That was 5 years ago. Yesterday,
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I executed a plan that changed
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everything. And now, they've sent me 15
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texts begging, "Please answer. We're
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sorry." I wasn't even planning to post
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this, but the thought of it has been
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driving me nuts. And I want to see if
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anyone else has had anything like this
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happen. I guess it's not even the worst
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thing you'll read on here, but it's just
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so, I don't know, petty. I keep
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replaying it in my head. So, yeah. Let
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me take you back to where it all began.
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My family always made a big deal about
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education. Or at least that's what I
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thought.
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Since I was a kid, the mantra was grades
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first. But there was a difference
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between me and my brother Dwayne. He's
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the youngest, and from the beginning, he
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was the golden child. He had that dumb
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charm thing, always joking around,
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making a mess, leaving his stuff
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everywhere.
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He was the guy who could get away with
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anything. And I was the one who got
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lectures about setting an example.
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I used to think maybe I was just being
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paranoid. Maybe I was reading too much
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into it. But looking back now, it was so
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obvious. He was their priority.
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And I was just there. The graduation day
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I'm talking about was different.
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It happened last month. Actually, it was
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weird in itself because they didn't do a
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big in-person thing thanks to the usual
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reasons. And to be honest, I was fine
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with it. I'm not exactly the type who
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loves all the speeches and shaking
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hands. I figured we'd at least have a
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small dinner or something. I didn't need
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anything huge, just something.
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The morning started off kind of off. Mom
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was in the kitchen on her phone a lot,
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not really talking.
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Dad was in his usual mood, reading news
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on his tablet, barely looking up when I
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came in. Dwayne, no surprise, was still
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sleeping. He'd dropped out of college
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like 2 years ago, but my parents acted
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like that was just his journey or
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whatever. I kept thinking something was
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weird. Mom kept checking her phone, then
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leaving the room, then coming back and
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pretending she was just answering a
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group chat. She says she's going out to
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get coffee. asks if I want anything, but
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doesn't really wait for my answer.
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She leaves and the door slams.
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Dad says nothing. I scroll through my
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phone for a bit, trying not to get in my
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head about it. I'm usually pretty chill,
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but I started wondering if I did
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something wrong. So, I went to check on
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Dwayne because I could hear him yelling
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at someone on his phone from down the
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hall. He's actually up now. And I hear
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my name. So I'm like, "WTF?"
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I walk in and he's like, "Oh, didn't
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realize you were home." Which is weird.
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I literally never go anywhere.
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He's in his boxer sitting on his bed
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eating leftover pizza and watching some
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streamer on his laptop. He acts like I'm
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not even there. I asked him if he was
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doing anything today, and he kind of
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shrugs. says he's got plans, but doesn't
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say what. Fast forward a bit. I'm in the
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living room. I got my diploma in the
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mail the day before, so I set it on the
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table. I figured maybe they'd want to
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see it or take a picture. Nobody even
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looks at it. I text my cousin Rebecca.
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She says, "Congrats." Asks if I'm going
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to the party later. I'm like, "What
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party?" She says, "Oh, never mind.
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Thought you knew." I'm like, "What the f
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is going on?"
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I just leave it for a second, thinking
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maybe she meant something else. Then mom
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comes back with groceries, but it's just
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bags of snacks, not even stuff we
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usually eat. She's whispering in the
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hallway with dad. I can hear them
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arguing. Mom says something about timing
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and not spoiling it. I go to the
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kitchen. Dad bumps into me and just
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grunts. Doesn't apologize.
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I ask what's up. He just says not to
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worry about it. Around noon, mom says
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she and dad are heading out for a bit.
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Something about needing to pick up a
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gift for grandma. I kind of laugh and
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say, "Oh, is grandma coming over later?"
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She just nods, but not really looking at
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me. Dwayne is already gone. Didn't say
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bye. Just slam the front door. I'm
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trying not to get in my own head about
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it, but I'm just sitting there
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scrolling, playing with my phone,
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thinking maybe I should just order pizza
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and watch something dumb. It gets weird
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when I start getting texts from random
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relatives like, "Congrats. So proud of
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you." all that, but nothing from my
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parents. Nothing from Dwayne. I see
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someone tag me on Facebook, but it's
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just a meme. Nothing about graduation. I
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text my aunt, she doesn't reply. I start
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to get that weird feeling like, "Why am
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I left out of whatever is going on?" And
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then then I get a picture, full-on group
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shot, balloons, banner that says,
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"Congrats, Dwayne." All over it. It's
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not even subtle. I see my mom, my dad,
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Dwayne with a cake, a bunch of family,
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some people from our neighborhood, even
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the neighbors kid who broke our mailbox
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last month. Everyone is smiling,
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laughing, clearly having a great time.
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I'm just staring at my phone like, "Is
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this for real?" Nobody even said
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anything to me. Not even a, "Hey, we're
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out." or "Do you want to come?" Nothing.
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I call my mom straight to voicemail.
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Same with dad. I text Dwayne. He leaves
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me on read. I text my cousin again. Ask
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her where it is. She just says she
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thought I was coming, that she didn't
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know I wasn't invited. I say, "Never
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mind. Don't worry about it." I sit there
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watching the group chat blow up with
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pics and videos. Nobody even mentions
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me. I see my diploma on the table right
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where I left it. I try not to lose it.
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I just get up and start cleaning the
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kitchen just to do something. I can't
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even bring myself to eat anything. I
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just drink water and scroll through Tik
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Tok for like an hour. Later that night,
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Dad calls. I answer thinking maybe he's
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going to explain, maybe apologize,
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but nope. He just says, "So, you got
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your degree, but honestly, you're still
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a disappointment. You just don't get it.
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Dwayne's the one who really matters to
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this family. like not even trying to
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sugarcoat it, just straight up. I don't
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even argue. I just say, "Thanks for
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finally saying it out loud."
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And I hang up. He calls back. I let it
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ring out. I go back in the kitchen, take
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my diploma, and put it in a drawer. I
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hear the front door. Mom comes in,
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doesn't even look at me, just heads to a
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room, slams the door. I think about
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saying something, but what's the point?
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I go to my room, lock the door. I text a
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couple of people I trust. Just ask them
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if I'm crazy for being mad. They say,
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"No, it's messed up." But what can you
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do? Family is family. I'm just done. I
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decide right there. I'm not letting this
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go. I'm not going to just take it and
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pretend everything's fine. It's not even
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about the party. It's just the way they
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act like I don't exist. Like I'm just
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whatever.
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I sit there staring at the wall just
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thinking, "I'm not even sad. I'm just
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pissed. I'm not letting this slide."
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That's the night it all changed. I
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started making plans. I started looking
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through old messages and bank statements
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just because I wanted to see if I was
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losing it or if they really had been
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using me. And yeah, I found transfers
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for bills that I know didn't go to
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anything I use. cash I gave mom that she
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said was for groceries, but I remember
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seeing her give Dwayne money the same
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day. I went through my emails and found
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one from dad months ago, asking for my
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card info for a subscription, which I
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know now is for Dwayne's stuff. I
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screenshot everything. I end up texting
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Rebecca and ask her if she ever noticed
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anything weird about family money stuff.
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She says, "Honestly, yeah, but she
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didn't want to get in the middle." She
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tells me she heard mom once tell her
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aunt that Coulter is so responsible he
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can help out a little more. It's only
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fair Dwayne's struggling. I started a
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note on my phone just writing out every
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time I can remember Dwayne getting
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bailed out. The time he crashed dad's
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car and they told everyone it was a
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mechanical problem. The time he got
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caught stealing from a store and mom
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paid off the guy who ran the place. The
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time dad got mad at me for not backing
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up my brother when he got in a fight at
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a party. All of it.
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I realized I've lost thousands to these
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people. I put together a spreadsheet of
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every dollar, every payment, every time
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I paid for something for the house that
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Dwayne used up. I wasn't even done. I
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just got more angry. The next day, I
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tell mom I need to talk. She's on her
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phone, barely looks up. I say I know
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about the money. I want it back. She
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laughs. Says I'm being dramatic. I tell
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her I'm serious. She says, "What are you
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going to do? Sue your own family?" I
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say, "Maybe."
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She puts her phone down, gets up in my
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face, says I need to respect her. I say,
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"Respect goes both ways." She slaps me.
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I just stare at her. She says, "You're
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just like your father, always picking
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fights." I say, "No, I just want what's
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mine."
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She walks away, calls Dad. I hear her
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yelling in the next room. I go to my
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room, start pulling my stuff together. I
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text my group chat, tell them I'm moving
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out. A couple of friends say I can crash
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for a bit. I start packing. I leave the
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rest. I go downstairs. Dad's walking in
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the door, sees me with bags, asks where
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I think I'm going. I tell him, "I'm
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done. I'm leaving and I want my money."
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He laughs. Says, "You're not getting a
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scent. You owe this family everything."
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I say, "Not anymore." He blocks the
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door. I push past him. He grabs my arm.
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I shake him off. He yells something
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about being ungrateful. I slam the door
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and leave. I crash with a friend for a
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few days, get a little place after that.
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It's not great, but at least it's mine.
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I cut off their access to my accounts,
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change passwords, switch my number on
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anything joint. I send them a
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spreadsheet with what they owe me. Every
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dollar, every date.
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I say, "Don't call me unless it's to pay
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me back." I block Dwayne everywhere. I
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block Mom. I leave dad unblocked just so
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he can see my messages. I make it clear
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I'm not playing anymore. It's wild how
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fast people start calling when their
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comfort gets yanked. First clue
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something was shifting was this random
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text from mom early on a Monday. She
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says, "Call me when you wake up. It's
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important." I kind of roll my eyes
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because it's always important when they
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need something. I ignore it. My phone
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keeps buzzing. Dad, then mom again, then
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my cousin Felipe, who never texts unless
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someone's in the hospital. I finally
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pick up for Felipe and he says, "Your
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dad's freaking out about the bills." I
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just say, "I'm done paying for other
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people's mistakes."
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He goes quiet, says, "Yeah, but it's
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still family."
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I hang up. The electric company calls.
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The house payment bounced. I already
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took my name off, but I guess Dad tried
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to add me back without asking. I call
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the company, tell them not to let anyone
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do that without my consent. The lady is
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all polite. Says she'll flag the
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account. The family group chat is
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basically a war zone now. Rebecca keeps
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me updated. Mom is posting stuff like,
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"Some people forget who raised them."
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And dad is throwing shade about
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ungrateful kids.
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Dwayne is just spamming memes about
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betrayal.
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Felipe chimes in once, says, "Maybe we
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should hear Coulter's side." Nobody
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answers him. Mom shows up at my
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apartment, banging on my door, saying
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she just wants to talk. She pushes past
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me, stands in the middle of my kitchen
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like she owns it. You need to stop this.
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You're ruining your brother's future.
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You're making your father look bad. I
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tell her, I'm just done paying for stuff
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that isn't mine. She says, "You're
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acting like a stranger. This isn't how
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family acts." I say, "It's not family
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when everyone's using you." She slaps
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me. I don't move. She glares and storms
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out. I just get colder. I go through
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every account I can think of. Anything
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with my name, my info. I either lock it
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down or pull my name off. Old streaming
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accounts, utilities, even some
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memberships I barely use. I start to
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realize this isn't about the money
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anymore. It's about making them feel
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what it's like to be ignored. To be
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treated like an afterthought. The last
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straw is this message from mom. You've
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ruined us. Are you happy?
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I don't answer. I just keep gathering
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everything, getting ready for the final
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move. The funniest thing is I I actually
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sleep better now. Not even mad, just
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waiting, getting everything lined up.
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I'm about to hit them where it hurts
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most and they have no clue. So, it's
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been 5 years since all that graduation
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day mess. And not going to lie, every
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year since I kept waiting for things to
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just fade out. That never happened.
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I was still getting the random texts
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from my mom. Sometimes a guilt trip,
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sometimes just a meme about forgiveness.
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Dad would call once a year, usually
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after Dwayne did something expensive,
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and act like nothing ever happened.
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Then, like 2 months ago, Rebecca sends
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me a screenshot from some real estate
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site. Isn't this your parents' house?
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It's up for auction. Bank repossessed.
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All of it out there in public. I don't
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even react at first. I just ask her,
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"Are you sure?" She says, "Yeah." She
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checked the address. I searched for it,
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saw the same thing. Auction date,
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property details, the whole deal. I
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don't say anything for a while. Just
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keep refreshing the page. I know they
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have no idea I've seen it. About 2 weeks
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later, Dad calls from a new number. I
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ignore it, but then he leaves a
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voicemail. He sounds tired, way older
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than I remember. I know we haven't
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always seen eye to eye, but we need
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help. The bank is taking the house.
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Dwayne's out of work. Your mom is sick
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with worry. We just need a little
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support to get back on our feet.
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I listened to that message three times.
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First time in years, I actually felt
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nothing. Not mad, not sad, just done.
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So, here's where I decided to go allin.
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I called the auction company, asked what
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it takes to bid. Turns out not as hard
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as I thought. I got my paperwork
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together, put in a bid just high enough
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to win. Didn't even tell Rebecca. Kept
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it quiet. I just wanted to see if I
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could actually do it. Day of the
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auction, I show up, watch as a couple of
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investors try to lowball it, but I keep
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going. Nobody recognizes me, not even
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the guy running the thing. I win the
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bid. I sign the papers. I walk out with
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the keys and the deed. I wait a few
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days. Finally, dad calls again. He says,
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"We have to be out by the end of the
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month. Can you help us find a place?"
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Mom is crying in the background. Dwayne
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yelling. I say, "I bought the house."
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Silence. Then dad says, "What?" I say,
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"Yeah, it's mine now. I'm not helping
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you stay. You made your choices."
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Dwayne grabs the phone, says, "You can't
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do this. You're scum. You're not
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family." I say, "You never treated me
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like family." Dad tries to talk over
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him, says, "You don't mean this. You're
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just angry." I say, "I'm not angry. I
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just don't care anymore." They try
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everything.
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Mom shows up at my place, bangs on the
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door, says, "Please, just let us stay
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until we figure it out." I say, "You
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have 30 days."
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Dwayne tries to block my car in the
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driveway, tries to shove me when I get
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out. I shove him back. He throws his
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phone on the ground, storms off. Dad
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just stands there, arms crossed, says,
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"You'll regret this. You're still a
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disappointment. Degree or not." I say,
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"At least I'm not homeless because I
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expected someone else to save me." I
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give them the legal notice just like
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anyone else. No special treatment, no
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more handouts. 30 days go by and they
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actually leave. I drive by the house and
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it's empty. No note, nothing left behind
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except a couple of broken chairs and
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some trash in the yard. Rebecca calls
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me. You actually did it? I say. Yeah.
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She says, "How do you feel?" I say,
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"Lighter, I guess." She laughs. You know
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they're telling everyone you tricked
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them. I say, "Let them." The next
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morning, I check my phone and there's 15
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unread texts all from mom, dad, Dwayne.
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Please answer. We're sorry. Can we talk?
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I don't reply.
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I just scroll through, screenshot the
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whole thing, then archive it. I rent the
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house out to a family I'll never meet. I
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don't go back. I don't look for closure.
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I don't tell anyone outside of Rebecca
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and my friends.
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So yeah, that's it. 5 years, a thousand
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broken promises, and now they finally
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know what it feels like to be left out,
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ignored, powerless.
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I didn't do anything illegal, didn't
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even yell. I just let them taste what
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they served me for years.
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And I'm not sorry. Not even a little.
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The wild part is I still get those texts
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every couple of weeks. I just delete
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them. What would you have done? Would
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you have let it go or would you have
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done what I did? Let me know in the
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comments below. And don't forget to
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