Post by Dr. T is an alien on Dec 14, 2015 1:03:10 GMT -5
Some of you might recall the problems we have had with my stepson over the years (if you don't, the really long story made short is that his dad is a real piece of shit and the kid has substance issues and ran away to live on the streets). Some of you might recall that I have had some health issues of late (today marks the 12th day in a row that I have been dealing with the same migraine headache).
Well, my headache is worse right now because those two issues got to come together this evening. I was trying to rest when I got a phone call from my stepson's paternal grandmother. Now, I feel for the woman and she is about as normal a human being that has ever came out of that family, but I never like talking to her because she is so emotional and next to impossible to to console or understand. I wound up spending 90 minutes on the phone with her and now cannot get back to sleep because my blood pressure has spiked for talking to her, which has made my headaches so much worse. I'm hoping that venting about it will relieve some of the pressure and my wife is at work, so I'm venting here instead.
First, a little background is necessary:
1) My stepson, who is now 20, moved in with his father when he was 13. He did this because his dad convinced him to do so for all the wrong reasons. For my stepson, his father has been this mythical wondrous being who was the apex of humanity (which he isn't, though you probably figured that by me calling him a piece of shit). If his father wanted him to live with him, he wanted to please him. Additionally, his father was, unknown to us at the time, giving him booze, pot, and other drugs to show how wonderful life could be if he was with him all of the time.
For the piece of shit, however, getting the kid to move in with him was to enable him to exploit the kid. From my wife he was able to stop "paying" child support (he never actually did that, but for the first year he started getting credit for what she owed him versus his debt to her until a judge simply wiped his child support debt to my wife, meaning he actually came out about $9,000 ahead in that regard and my wife had to pay support without getting what was owed to her first). When the kid grew up enough that they could wear the same clothes, I essentially wound up having pay to clothe the both of them since his dad would send him in his old clothes held together with duct tape and take the new clothes we bought the kid for himself. The only way to keep the kid in decent clothes was to buy enough clothes to dress him 4X's over (I suspect his dad sold some of the new clothes we bought at his weekly yard sales).
Of course, my wife and I were not the only ones he exploited using the kid. He constantly held the kid's well-being over his grandparents and his mother to get money out of them (as in, "He'll be without heat if you don't pay that bill for me, grandpa!") He later flat out extorted money out of his grandparents by threatening to not let them see their great grandchild if they did not pay up.
He also exploited the kid. I could never prove it, but it was well known that the POS sold drugs for a living, specializing in selling to kids. Again, I can never prove it but I'm certain that he put my stepson up for selling drugs at his high school once he moved in with him - which the kid got busted for at 14 and refused to cooperate to give up his source. Kid spent half a year in juvie and tried to go on the straight and narrow for years after that, but eventually his father pulled him back into that world at 18. I know this for a fact because I was was able to get him to admit to a year later when he got arrested again, but once again he did not actually give up his father to the cops. His father and his girlfriend (nicknamed "Slutso" by the kid's grandmother. I suspect she did not like the woman) apparently thought he would turn on them this time and went on the run - abandoning the GF's children in the process. The kids were taken in by protective services when found alone 3 days later, scared out of their minds because their mother and the POS had told them someone was coming to kill them all before disappearing. Once the kids were collected, the GF's house, paid for by her parents, that the kids were just in by themselves for 3 days (including Christmas) burned to the ground. I'm really hoping that they knew that the kids were out when it was lit up (it was confirmed as arson, though no charges came of it).
This started a really long ordeal outlined here, then here, then later here, Then he almost killed us all twice, f***ing etc, f***ing etc, and on and on. What I did not update you all on was the fact that after the kid ran away from his grandmother's house (and the job she got him), he lived on the streets in my town (Bloomington has people that do go well out of their way to help the homeless in town and as a result they congregate here). When the city basically made being homeless illegal, he left town to another city.
For a while there things started to look better. Sure, he was living in a homeless shelter in a town away from his family, but he found a job there, was working a bunch, and actually started to reestablish contact with us online via Facebook. He was still a little nutty, but was nice towards us. That did not last, however. I don't know what happened, but I suspect he got fired and he got mad at the world again. Granted, he did not come out and blame us for any of his troubles this time, but he cut us off again (the only time getting unfriended on Facebook has ever bothered me).
Well, now for the phone call that upset me this evening. The stepson's grandmother called me and asked if I knew any news about the boy. I had to tell her no because he cut us out of his life entirely. She then told me that she had gotten some mail at her house from her bank addressed to the boy that she opened (she had helped him set up an account at her bank when she helped him get a job since automatic deposit was required at that job). The kid had emptied out the account a year earlier, which was to be expected, but some new recent activity triggered a response by the bank's fraud dept. Essentially, despite the fact that the kid had been homeless for over a year he did not write any bad checks because one of the few lessons we managed to teach him was how screwed you can get if you do that. Now, someone has been writing bad checks in his name and his bank wants to talk to him about it.
Instantly, I know it was the kid's father. This was the same piece of shit that emptied his grandmother's checking account and stole her meds towards the end of her life to sell to kids (likely speeding up her death), robbed his grandfather blind with regularity (including his meds as well until his mother moved in with her father and put a stop to that), took out credit cards in his mother's name, intercepted the life insurance payout on his grandfather (you know, the thing that was supposed to settle his debts and pay for his funeral?), attempted to use his own kids and his girlfriend's kids to commit welfare fraud on multiple occasions (he always seemed to be able to shunt the blame onto someone else just enough to establish reasonable doubt). I have no doubts he managed to figure out that he had an account with that bank. I figure he did that because a lot of mail out at his mother's place seems to disappear before she can get it out of her mailbox, so he probably stole the mail on one day that a bank statement had been sent there.
Well, now not only is my stepson having all sorts of life struggles that his father played a huge role in, it appears like his father is probably committing banking fraud in his name. I don't know if we can even get him in trouble for it if we cannot find the boy in the first place in order to prove it isn't him, but I'm certain it isn't him. Oh, he's not an innocent person by any means. He'll steal from you if he thinks you can afford the losses (his dad had him convinced that I was loaded and only lying about my money problems, so that did not make me immune to his thievery), but as far as I know he still has a code. Don't steal from the really poor (he never stole from his grandmother, for instance) and don't write bad checks. Granted, that last one might be a practical issue since that is more traceable, but the point stands that he was homeless for over a year and until now not a single bad check was written in his name. I think that he figured out how to support himself without doing that, so why start now? Besides, that was one thing he actually was critical of his father doing.
Well, my headache is worse right now because those two issues got to come together this evening. I was trying to rest when I got a phone call from my stepson's paternal grandmother. Now, I feel for the woman and she is about as normal a human being that has ever came out of that family, but I never like talking to her because she is so emotional and next to impossible to to console or understand. I wound up spending 90 minutes on the phone with her and now cannot get back to sleep because my blood pressure has spiked for talking to her, which has made my headaches so much worse. I'm hoping that venting about it will relieve some of the pressure and my wife is at work, so I'm venting here instead.
First, a little background is necessary:
1) My stepson, who is now 20, moved in with his father when he was 13. He did this because his dad convinced him to do so for all the wrong reasons. For my stepson, his father has been this mythical wondrous being who was the apex of humanity (which he isn't, though you probably figured that by me calling him a piece of shit). If his father wanted him to live with him, he wanted to please him. Additionally, his father was, unknown to us at the time, giving him booze, pot, and other drugs to show how wonderful life could be if he was with him all of the time.
For the piece of shit, however, getting the kid to move in with him was to enable him to exploit the kid. From my wife he was able to stop "paying" child support (he never actually did that, but for the first year he started getting credit for what she owed him versus his debt to her until a judge simply wiped his child support debt to my wife, meaning he actually came out about $9,000 ahead in that regard and my wife had to pay support without getting what was owed to her first). When the kid grew up enough that they could wear the same clothes, I essentially wound up having pay to clothe the both of them since his dad would send him in his old clothes held together with duct tape and take the new clothes we bought the kid for himself. The only way to keep the kid in decent clothes was to buy enough clothes to dress him 4X's over (I suspect his dad sold some of the new clothes we bought at his weekly yard sales).
Of course, my wife and I were not the only ones he exploited using the kid. He constantly held the kid's well-being over his grandparents and his mother to get money out of them (as in, "He'll be without heat if you don't pay that bill for me, grandpa!") He later flat out extorted money out of his grandparents by threatening to not let them see their great grandchild if they did not pay up.
He also exploited the kid. I could never prove it, but it was well known that the POS sold drugs for a living, specializing in selling to kids. Again, I can never prove it but I'm certain that he put my stepson up for selling drugs at his high school once he moved in with him - which the kid got busted for at 14 and refused to cooperate to give up his source. Kid spent half a year in juvie and tried to go on the straight and narrow for years after that, but eventually his father pulled him back into that world at 18. I know this for a fact because I was was able to get him to admit to a year later when he got arrested again, but once again he did not actually give up his father to the cops. His father and his girlfriend (nicknamed "Slutso" by the kid's grandmother. I suspect she did not like the woman) apparently thought he would turn on them this time and went on the run - abandoning the GF's children in the process. The kids were taken in by protective services when found alone 3 days later, scared out of their minds because their mother and the POS had told them someone was coming to kill them all before disappearing. Once the kids were collected, the GF's house, paid for by her parents, that the kids were just in by themselves for 3 days (including Christmas) burned to the ground. I'm really hoping that they knew that the kids were out when it was lit up (it was confirmed as arson, though no charges came of it).
This started a really long ordeal outlined here, then here, then later here, Then he almost killed us all twice, f***ing etc, f***ing etc, and on and on. What I did not update you all on was the fact that after the kid ran away from his grandmother's house (and the job she got him), he lived on the streets in my town (Bloomington has people that do go well out of their way to help the homeless in town and as a result they congregate here). When the city basically made being homeless illegal, he left town to another city.
For a while there things started to look better. Sure, he was living in a homeless shelter in a town away from his family, but he found a job there, was working a bunch, and actually started to reestablish contact with us online via Facebook. He was still a little nutty, but was nice towards us. That did not last, however. I don't know what happened, but I suspect he got fired and he got mad at the world again. Granted, he did not come out and blame us for any of his troubles this time, but he cut us off again (the only time getting unfriended on Facebook has ever bothered me).
Well, now for the phone call that upset me this evening. The stepson's grandmother called me and asked if I knew any news about the boy. I had to tell her no because he cut us out of his life entirely. She then told me that she had gotten some mail at her house from her bank addressed to the boy that she opened (she had helped him set up an account at her bank when she helped him get a job since automatic deposit was required at that job). The kid had emptied out the account a year earlier, which was to be expected, but some new recent activity triggered a response by the bank's fraud dept. Essentially, despite the fact that the kid had been homeless for over a year he did not write any bad checks because one of the few lessons we managed to teach him was how screwed you can get if you do that. Now, someone has been writing bad checks in his name and his bank wants to talk to him about it.
Instantly, I know it was the kid's father. This was the same piece of shit that emptied his grandmother's checking account and stole her meds towards the end of her life to sell to kids (likely speeding up her death), robbed his grandfather blind with regularity (including his meds as well until his mother moved in with her father and put a stop to that), took out credit cards in his mother's name, intercepted the life insurance payout on his grandfather (you know, the thing that was supposed to settle his debts and pay for his funeral?), attempted to use his own kids and his girlfriend's kids to commit welfare fraud on multiple occasions (he always seemed to be able to shunt the blame onto someone else just enough to establish reasonable doubt). I have no doubts he managed to figure out that he had an account with that bank. I figure he did that because a lot of mail out at his mother's place seems to disappear before she can get it out of her mailbox, so he probably stole the mail on one day that a bank statement had been sent there.
Well, now not only is my stepson having all sorts of life struggles that his father played a huge role in, it appears like his father is probably committing banking fraud in his name. I don't know if we can even get him in trouble for it if we cannot find the boy in the first place in order to prove it isn't him, but I'm certain it isn't him. Oh, he's not an innocent person by any means. He'll steal from you if he thinks you can afford the losses (his dad had him convinced that I was loaded and only lying about my money problems, so that did not make me immune to his thievery), but as far as I know he still has a code. Don't steal from the really poor (he never stole from his grandmother, for instance) and don't write bad checks. Granted, that last one might be a practical issue since that is more traceable, but the point stands that he was homeless for over a year and until now not a single bad check was written in his name. I think that he figured out how to support himself without doing that, so why start now? Besides, that was one thing he actually was critical of his father doing.
