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Showing Original Post only (View all)Is it in poor taste to ask why I have to live in a world where my own family will eat me? [View all]
My paternal grandmother (95) passed away earlier this month. Her husband has been gone for several years.
I have maintained minimal contact with my family since my father died in 1994. A high-school friend once described my family as "like being in a Eugene O'Neill play."
As early as 1997, my mother had suggested that one of my cousins was going to try to run away with my grandparents' estate.
Turns out she was (exactly) half right. My share of the estate has been whittled down from 1/3 (my grandparents had 3 children and I was to receive my father's share) to 1/10 since my grandfather died. There is a probate hearing later this month in which the aforementioned cousin is to be named executor.
There are now 10 people named in the will. 4 of them live at my cousin's address. A fifth will live there when she is born.
Anyone who contests the will will be treated as deceased and their share goes to... guess who?
I try to look for the opportunities in unfortunate events and the only one I am seeing here so far is that I am reasonably sure that this will be the final time I ever get totally fucked by members of my own family.
I hope this wasn't in poor taste