I am one bad day away from beating the living shit out of my hypoglycemic, drug addict brother-in-law.
I live with my sister and her husband, and I fucking hate what this house has turned into.
I am 23, staying at my sister’s place in her own house. Her husband is a narcissistic drug addict who she keeps excusing because “he’s a good guy”, “he’s medically unwell”, and “he does a lot for us (financially)”. He’s a rich techie, son of a high-ranking police officer, loaded with contacts. My sister owns her own house and car and would be fine without him, but she still defends him. It has turned into a toxic dependency.
He openly brags about doing heavy drugs “only to work” and pulling all-nighters at home. He jokes about it and asks me and my friends if we want some too, right in front of my sister. The audacity man. He cusses her out at night, then wakes up acting like nothing happened. If confronted, it’s suddenly “low sugar” and “memory lapse.” He once threatened to throw our dog out the window during an episode, then later brings toys and plays with the dog like he’s some fucking saint.
His sugar levels crash into the 30–40 range regularly, has seizure mimics. We have many injections around. Does he fix his diet? No. Chocolates, coke, desserts, daily food delivery. Zero accountabili
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It sounds like you're really overwhelmed and dealing with a lot of frustration. Living with someone with addiction and their associated challenges can be incredibly taxing. Have you considered talking to your sister about finding help or support? Your well-being needs to come first.