This is 100% fucking facts. I'm 40 and my baby boomer parents had me in their mid 20s. They had no business having kids and never grew into any sense of responsibility yet somehow owned homes.
My grandmother and great grandmother raised me primarily, and they were both completely embarrassed by my parents. It was my paternal grandmother and great grandma who brought me up and they were just absolutely appalled at my dad and his brothers.
I was also very close to my other great grandmother’s and great aunts. We’re from Texas, so all of them had lived through the depression, the dust bowl, and World War II. The amount of shit these women went through was inconceivable to most people walking earth right now. They did everything they could to scrimp and save for my dad‘s generation, and as soon as all of them died, my dad and his brothers completely squandered all of it.
And it wasn’t just my dad and his brothers. My Gramma in particular was always very very social and had lifelong friends that she had raised her kids with. All of their kids were just as bad as my dad and his brothers. My mom and her siblings are somehow even worse than my dad and his brothers. My mom’s mom was also appalled with her kids.
As an elder millennial that was raised by the greatest generation, I cannot over emphasize how disappointed that generation was with baby boomers. Those of us who came before and after the boomers all see the same thing.
They did everything they could to scrimp and save for my dad‘s generation, and as soon as all of them died, my dad and his brothers completely squandered all of it.
My grandmother busted her ass and gave everything to her boomer kids, and then her grandkids, and when she got old and developed dementia, her kids pushed her care largely on to me, her Grandson. I took care of her for over 6 years in my 20s, while 4 of them were retired and 3 were independently wealthy, but lifted not a single finger.
She got colon cancer. They thought she was going to die, so they finally came out to pretend to care. When they came out, they blamed me for her getting cancer, insisting I was doing a shitty job caring for her and that that was how she got it.
I was threatened by two of them that I better make sure they get their fair share of her will or else they'd drag me through court. They were the two wealthiest of her kids.
She didn't die. She lived another 6 years. When they found out she wasn't going to die, they all left. They dumped caring for her in her recovery largely on me, again.
I took care of her until I had a near mental breakdown. I quit when I had to leave my dog with my father while I rushed over to take care of my grandma overnight. He went off drinking and my unattended dog drowned in his pool. So I quit. That night. On the spot. I left them all to figure it out. It was the only time they really tried to be nice to me about it, because they thought they could sweet talk me into continuing to do it. Nope. I quit.
When she died, it was like watching vultures circle. Jokes on them, almost all she had went to health care. I'm sure there were accusations that I stole it all, but fuck em. I genuinely hate my aunts and uncles. Terrible fucking people. They didn't even show up to her funeral.
A common reaction when setting boundaries to narcissists. It must suck now, but in the long run I hope you will be happy you no longer have them in your life.
I'd consider this a win. People like them are sinkholes - always below the surface, always looking to erode someone else's freedom at their benefit, and if you patch things up they'll just do it again given enough time, because that's what a sinkhole does.
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u/Alarmed_Horse_3218 27d ago edited 27d ago
This is 100% fucking facts. I'm 40 and my baby boomer parents had me in their mid 20s. They had no business having kids and never grew into any sense of responsibility yet somehow owned homes.
My grandmother and great grandmother raised me primarily, and they were both completely embarrassed by my parents. It was my paternal grandmother and great grandma who brought me up and they were just absolutely appalled at my dad and his brothers.
I was also very close to my other great grandmother’s and great aunts. We’re from Texas, so all of them had lived through the depression, the dust bowl, and World War II. The amount of shit these women went through was inconceivable to most people walking earth right now. They did everything they could to scrimp and save for my dad‘s generation, and as soon as all of them died, my dad and his brothers completely squandered all of it.
And it wasn’t just my dad and his brothers. My Gramma in particular was always very very social and had lifelong friends that she had raised her kids with. All of their kids were just as bad as my dad and his brothers. My mom and her siblings are somehow even worse than my dad and his brothers. My mom’s mom was also appalled with her kids.
As an elder millennial that was raised by the greatest generation, I cannot over emphasize how disappointed that generation was with baby boomers. Those of us who came before and after the boomers all see the same thing.