Well, since moving last august, a lot of things have happened in my life. First off, I found out that my stepmother was dying back in February, unresponsive in the hospital after a sudden stroke. She died later that same month. And while I wasn't that close to her, I've had to step up and keep my dad company- because almost all my stepmother's friends just vanished from our lives and we haven't heard from any of them since.
And then, of course, the pandemic started ramping up not too long after the funeral, so now my dad's basically just binging Netflix while being stuck alone in their house. I'm stuck in my apartment, working from home, and we're both going stir-crazy. On top of that, there's the problem that my stepmother had her stroke right before she was gonna rewrite her will to cut off her rotten biological children- who've been nothing but shits to her, to my dad, and to me, while I had to make nice with her for my dad's sake.
Ironically, I went from being the "black sheep" of the family to being the favorite, because I was the only one who wasn't being horrible to my dad & stepmother. So now, my dad is going to have to go through the Probate with my step sisters & brother in order to get the whole Will thing sorted out... And of course, in the midst of EVERYTHING else that I've mentioned, it turns out my nephew is a drug addict and a thief!
Seriously, I can't say ENOUGH about just how IMPORTANT proper wills are in life! This is the SECOND legal fight I'd had to deal with, because my mom had to do the same thing after my stepfather died without a will!
