The truth eventually comes out, . . .

Doesn't it? Ever since mid-March, when I told my BIL that he spent the entire Estate and needed to look for housing, he's been making up elaborate lies with frightening/erratic behavior. Because I couldn't weed through the constant barrage of his emotional outbursts to get to the truth, I did some investigating. I used the resources and information I had to determine that he DOES have multiple choices on places to live, he DOES have a lot more money/resources than I was aware of, and he DOES have multiple agencies and friends in regular contact with him to assist him.

Today, we start a new chapter in our family: CitiMortgage is now aware that we can't afford any more payments on that house, and has begun processing the paperwork for foreclosure/short sale. My BIL refuses to tell us where he's going or when he's leaving, so I guess he can just deal with CitiBank, now that the property is their responsibility. Besides the hundreds of thousands in monetary support over the past decade, from this day forward, I'm ending the emotional support. I won't subject myself or my kids to his verbal abuse or make any more excuses for his behavior/choices just because he's my husband's brother and has a disability.

As time goes on, I may learn additional detail about my BIL's situation, but none of it will change the facts I know today. Maybe someday, he'll change or ask for forgiveness or even admit to everything he's done; But today, I give that up to God - what a burden lifted!