The stress is extreme during my visit to the US to help my sister and soon attend our dad's and brother's funeral and reception. The vultures are already approaching us wanting some of their belongings and property for low cost (both) or even free (belongings). My sister is very acquiescent and naive. I will confess to also trying to influence her, but more as a counter to others' greed or clear bad advice. Her husband is the epitome of bossy, bellowing, and foolish with BPD outbursts. What he orders her to do, she often does against her own better judgement. He's manipulative and is often doing the "Don't leave me! Don't leave me! You're going to leave me." Then she has to constantly say, "No, no, no." He's also a verbal abuser. I can't stand his stuff! I hate that he is involving himself. I confess to partially blaming him for my youngest nephew's death. It's hard to even be civil around him, but I am. I've disliked him from the very start, even when I was 14 years old. I wish she would leave him, but she won't. Hubby and I assume Stockholm Syndrome on Sis' part. He always refuses any therapy. Sorry for the venting.

All throughout this, I've the feeling that my living abroad makes many people act like I don't exist. There are also people showing up asking for things who say they never knew I did. That doesn't hurt that much, other than some who know who I am. My greatest support, besides Sis, has only been my husband's closest family. I accept that since my family has mostly died off or is far away, rarely seen, that my home now really is in Czech Republic.

So stressful that even Hubby and I are having fights. We need to cool off. And I say "we". He's my only support here.