Resilientbibliophile
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Sorry - I'll try to keep this short...
A touch angry, but mostly embarrassed given what would appear my appalling lack of discrimination with regards to the people I let into my life. One estranged friend died earlier this week after largely losing control of his life and failing utterly with regards to maintaining himself bodily. The other 'friend' seemed to swoop in following my loss of patience and what might be termed my complete exhaustion to basically see the estranged friend to his pretty sad if not grisly demise. In recent weeks the situation took a turn almost akin to a elder abuse where a stranger comes in and dominates the life of another consistent with routing all assets of the mark back to himself. Concerning the mark, I'm speaking of my estranged friend who had no family, bought scale models without stop and without cease, and basically had scant assets besides an office and until recently, a home. What remains are medical bills, a building and cash from the sale of a home, and what might be $500K+ in thousands of model cars. The last detail seems at first an exaggeration, but in point of fact gathering little cars ten to fifty a week was all this guy ever did...
I don't know - there just isn't any agency to strictly report to, I'm not 'family', and some unscrupulous character is poised to basically feast upon what are in essence unreported and uncatalogued collectible 'assets' spread across several storage units and places my former friend and confirmed hoarder called home. The 'friend' is hustling to basically carry as much material loot as he can to his own home and properties without concern of cataloging what would be in essence estate assets = the 'friend' simply wants to take everything for himself and avoid tax issues for sidestepping whatever authority figures or agencies might be on the prowl. Gosh - the 'friend' always spoke of how different people who he'd 'served' hadn't remembered him in their passing, hadn't left him resources/assets to 'prove' the 'worth' of whatever 'relationship' existed, whereas now he's finally consolidated his big score much to my pained disbelief. Someone who has his electrical power turned off every seven or eight months and has his disability payments garnered by the IRS given his neglect of back taxes owed is somehow responsible enough to settle a $500K+ estate? I'm appalled, powerless certainly, an escapee with regards to the exploitative tendencies of the estranged friend basically left behind - but still...
I just wish the situation/circumstance weren't so obviously exploitative and tawdry, that my former friend may have seen out the remainder of his life with something like dignity (dead at 65 in the wake of liver and kidney failure), but instead I introduced him to someone that saw a good material opportunity if he could just insinuate himself into the sharply restricted social sphere of a rather mean spirited and self destructive hermit poised to die prematurely even in the best of circumstances. I'm embarrassed, that which I describe isn't just something showing up on the insipid local news feed given I actually know the people involved and in one fell swoop I feel nearly friendless. Gutted, feeling decidedly sad, not pretending that my estranged fried was so wonderful a human being, but very down I am. I had two friends, one is dead, the other is acting so immorally that I see no basis to continue such even as I'm horribly isolated myself. Sorry to vent - I'm just very sad.
A touch angry, but mostly embarrassed given what would appear my appalling lack of discrimination with regards to the people I let into my life. One estranged friend died earlier this week after largely losing control of his life and failing utterly with regards to maintaining himself bodily. The other 'friend' seemed to swoop in following my loss of patience and what might be termed my complete exhaustion to basically see the estranged friend to his pretty sad if not grisly demise. In recent weeks the situation took a turn almost akin to a elder abuse where a stranger comes in and dominates the life of another consistent with routing all assets of the mark back to himself. Concerning the mark, I'm speaking of my estranged friend who had no family, bought scale models without stop and without cease, and basically had scant assets besides an office and until recently, a home. What remains are medical bills, a building and cash from the sale of a home, and what might be $500K+ in thousands of model cars. The last detail seems at first an exaggeration, but in point of fact gathering little cars ten to fifty a week was all this guy ever did...
I don't know - there just isn't any agency to strictly report to, I'm not 'family', and some unscrupulous character is poised to basically feast upon what are in essence unreported and uncatalogued collectible 'assets' spread across several storage units and places my former friend and confirmed hoarder called home. The 'friend' is hustling to basically carry as much material loot as he can to his own home and properties without concern of cataloging what would be in essence estate assets = the 'friend' simply wants to take everything for himself and avoid tax issues for sidestepping whatever authority figures or agencies might be on the prowl. Gosh - the 'friend' always spoke of how different people who he'd 'served' hadn't remembered him in their passing, hadn't left him resources/assets to 'prove' the 'worth' of whatever 'relationship' existed, whereas now he's finally consolidated his big score much to my pained disbelief. Someone who has his electrical power turned off every seven or eight months and has his disability payments garnered by the IRS given his neglect of back taxes owed is somehow responsible enough to settle a $500K+ estate? I'm appalled, powerless certainly, an escapee with regards to the exploitative tendencies of the estranged friend basically left behind - but still...
I just wish the situation/circumstance weren't so obviously exploitative and tawdry, that my former friend may have seen out the remainder of his life with something like dignity (dead at 65 in the wake of liver and kidney failure), but instead I introduced him to someone that saw a good material opportunity if he could just insinuate himself into the sharply restricted social sphere of a rather mean spirited and self destructive hermit poised to die prematurely even in the best of circumstances. I'm embarrassed, that which I describe isn't just something showing up on the insipid local news feed given I actually know the people involved and in one fell swoop I feel nearly friendless. Gutted, feeling decidedly sad, not pretending that my estranged fried was so wonderful a human being, but very down I am. I had two friends, one is dead, the other is acting so immorally that I see no basis to continue such even as I'm horribly isolated myself. Sorry to vent - I'm just very sad.
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