They are still helping me a little, but it's not enough. I'm just scraping by living check to check and I'm only able to pay the minimum on my credit cards, which is basically interest. So yes, I'm grateful for the money help, but they're whole attitude towards me is that they don't care or want to hear anything bad going on in my life. They don't want to hear that I'm still sick or struggling. So I have to pretend nothing is wrong with me, which makes me mad because you shouldn't have to pretend around your parents.

They're not afraid of him committing suicide. They're helping him to keep the secret so no one thinks badly of them. It's always been about how people would view them. Everything they've ever done in their lives has always been about how the outside world sees them.

Yes, he had a stroke that he caused himself. He had syphilis and never went to the doctor. The doctor told my parents all he would have needed was two weeks of antibiotics and he would have been fine, but untreated syphilis can cause a stroke. Even now he's never admitted he has a problem. Even when the hospital labs showed he had drugs in his system when he came in one time, he still denied using drugs. That's been his problem his whole life. He's never admitted he had a problem and used my parents as an ATM machine whenever he got into trouble.

My online therapist has good ideas, but you can't push someone or get mad at them because they're not healing as fast as you want them to.