yes, I know…..
yes, I know…..
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I write this blog as a way of defending myself against a narrative that has been written about me by the HOUSTON CLAN and in a case called HOUSTON versus HOUSTON, and presented in a court of law.
THE HOUSTON CLAN are the 4 adult wealthy and educated step-children of my now deceased mother. Plus, their spouses.
This group of people didn’t like the way our parents wrote their wills. They wrote mirror wills, leaving everything to the surviving spouse. Good thing. However, the GANG didn’t like that they would have to wait for them both to die to get their inheritance. Waiting for my very elderly mother to die was more than they were willing to do.
They harassed and harassed our parents to change their P/A and will, but they didn’t want to change it again. Dr. Bob, their father, did change his P/A demoting his son Dr. James because he didn’t trust his son James, so Dr. James ignored it and violated his fiduciary responsibilities and severed the joint tenancy on our parents condominium setting up a case to take my mother’s spousal rights from her. These two elderly people in the late 80’s felt they had done the right things for each other.and their children but his adult rich children didn’t agree.
So, this blog is about what they did to get their inheritance without having to wait for them to both die.
I was the scapegoat and fall-guy, the fly in the ointment. I was used to enable their agenda. They lied and eviscerated me to feed their greed.
They succeeded and the stress and distress of years of heart ache my mother killed herself. She had no underlying disease but had such a broken heart she could no loner keep herself alive.
I am now struggling to keep myself alive for the life in me has gone and all I want to do is die.
This blog will explain the story, in defense of my mother, my step-father and myself. I was not able/allowed to defend myself in a court of law – but I will on correct the record in this blog.
I wish to correct the record and write my narrative, the one they wrote about me is a lie, Trump style.
I also will speak to what I have learned about myself and my life. I grew up in a time when we didn’t know or speak about abuse, molestation trauma and dyslexia, issues I have struggled with. I came to the point in my life when I had to realize that something was wrong, my past and my family just didn’t add up and feel right, something was off and I needed to come to terms with it.
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