I changed my telephone number at the beginning of December. It means my crazy brother can no longer get in touch with me unless he writes. It was not an easy thing to do as I am Tommy’s emergency number. The phone calls were getting crazier and he has been in jail a couple of times and would robo call me four or five times a day. I refused to pay for the calls. I have been sending Tommy money and helping him out of jams since 1975. This last year since he decided to be homeless has been the hardest. He would often call to tell me how he was about to get a big settlement from a lawsuit he was involved with. I have no idea if this is true or not. He would talk about all the things he would do when he got the money including buying one of Elton John’s pianos that he used in Las Vegas, just what a homeless person needs. He never once offered to pay back any of the money I have given him. This is just the way he is. I became depressed dealing with him since our mother died. I feel like he has been bullying me and preying on my loyalty towards him. It is not a good feeling. So I changed my telephone number, I let him go.
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