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Life is suck.

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I ended up taking my Tadeus to emergency care. He had a ruptured abscess. 8(

Oh, darling, I am so sorry. Is he ok?

sad *hugs*

I ******** hate my bank.

Between my own lifetime of savings and money my parents put up, I had $20,000 for college.

When the stock market went to s**t, my parents pulled it out and put it into a CD. I had $15,000 then. Which I didn't know, because at the time it was under a conservatorship and I couldn't access it.

My mum and I went to the bank two weeks ago to get the conservatorship released. Which took a ridiculous amount of time.

We went to the bank a week ago to have the CD sold and the funds put into my checking account so I could transfer them to a high-interest savings account NOT with Wells Fargo.

My mum got a letter yesterday saying my $15,000 CD had been liquidated and the funds put in my account.

I checked my accounts after she called me about the letter. My account still has a $10,000 CD that we were TOLD was sold and the proceeds from it were put into my account last Monday. No activity on my checking account. No sign of the $15,000 CD my mum got a letter about.

So my bank somehow LOST a little under thirty percent of my lifetime savings and college money from my parents.

Must. Not. Kill. Anyone.

*headdesk*

Holy crap, Kitty. You gotta press on this because it smells really fishy.

Speaking of finances I finally yanked my money outside of the area of my parents' control. The chances of my dad yanking my money out or freezing my accounts to prevent me from continuing my transition are not high but they are still present. So I only possess one joint account with my mom now, all the rest of my money is in my own accounts. And that one joint account will soon only have 50 dollars in it, minimizing the impact of it if he decides to try to screw me.

I won't put it past a man who, in response to a heartfelt letter trying to soften the blow of his child's transsexuality to him, responds with a cold, soulless bulleted list of ignorant criticisms, accusations of not getting a second opinion and not going to real doctors and an announcement that contact is cut off until further notice.

I really can't summarize my bitterness at my father acting like a PM-and-ignore-list opinion dropper and treating me like an employee who failed to complete a task properly instead of his child. One of the worst parts is I'm pretty sure he didn't even fully read the letter. Several of the criticisms he made were answered and addressed in the letter already. Had he actually read it, those criticisms would have been shown to be unwarranted or inapplicable.

I mean for ******** sake, he tried to blame my transsexuality on my IBS. Never ******** mind that I mentioned in the letter that my IBS started long after my dysphoria and that I theorized that my dysphoria triggered my irritable bowel syndrome through anxiety and stress. I'm just... I'm disgusted and angry and bitter and depressed and ugh... I don't even know. I'm still reeling from this and its been a month or two since I got his email.

I guess the question of whether my father is up to the task of actually acting like an adult, using his brain and treating his children with respect has been answered. Great job, dad. You really failed this time.