Assigned since Birth to be Cinderello
Prior to mom's fall a couple of years ago, there was a document which indicated that all decision health-related and financial where to be taken by both of us.
Two years ago, mom fell during my absence.(I have moved nearby to go over paperwork and understand my finances.) I left brother in charge, I had taken care of her for years.
While recovering from a triple foot fracture, brother got her to sign papers and a reverse mortgage was established.
I got mom job back and I moved back. Brother (who lives nearby - said according to mom "while he is with you we won't come visit".
At the time I had "0" and mom as well. In a survival mode, I figured out how to get money from reverse mortgage. Not being able to handle high pressure job and demands of mom's disease, AD (Alzheimer's) I quit my 6 figure job and began taking care of mom. I had several people come, take her out, visit, etc..(all costing money of course) trips whatever it took to see a smile in her face.
The idea was to get a staff up to speed and then go back to work. It did not work out because each time it was about to, either something happened or they were ineffective.
Not being linear and trying to keep all the different schedules and social activities in order, I lost track and suddenly found out
that the reverse mortgage would not give any more money.
I had taken out a Power Of Attorney when we traveled. I submitted that and they said it had to be brother. Brother and I did not talk to each other.
So here I am I have exhausted my money, my mom's money and I have been taking care of her for 3 months with very little help. There is no money left for now.
Meanwhile, I get called back to work and mom gets worse, brother, is beginning to understand, but it's not enough.
I then begin to resent mom, because throughout life, each time things began to get better for me, she got sick. I m now 60 - it happened when I was 18 and had moved to Hawaii, I was the chosen, willing one to come back and sacrifice my happy life. Same in recent times, I was making good money and enjoying working on TV and I had to give it up to take care of her.
I am angry - I should not be with $5 in my pocket now. Literally, not metaphorically. I am tired of her demands and crying spells. I can not even have the luxury of sleeping in when I am sick. I have had this cold for two weeks. Every time I am sleeping it off whether at night or in the daytime, she wakes me up with "you sleep to much."