My family won a settlement against Johns-Manville because my grandpa died of asbestos poisoning.
2 heirs, my mom and my aunt. Settlement was around 200k. My mom was diagnosed bipolar for much of her life. Lithium, shock treatment, the gamut.
Aunt was executrix. Aunt was/is worse off mentally than my mom but never formally diagnosed.
Aunt pocketed no less than 3/4 of the settlement, allotted 50k-ish to my mom. 20k for some care for a year or so, 8k claimed on a Suzuki Swift (KBB around 4k, if that).
So that left another 15kish for her to kick around. Not enough for her though. She took me away from my mom, claimed the disability insurance, turned me into a slave for her and her kids (my nephews).
Not only that, because of our genetic disposition one of her kids is diagnosed autistic, the other is diagnosed ADHD. So she has had help from the state of MD for the duration, getting kickbacks from my grandpa's settlement, still not enough... back to my former point, previous paragraph.
She took me away from my mom, my (fairly happy) home in NJ. Claimed my mom was unfit. Since she has ultimate rein over my mom, (deemed unfit), she has a legal right to control my mom, and subsequentally her spawn. I can't recall the term but basically my mom is her bitch, legally. As a result her kids (me and my brother) are also her bitch.
Had to move to MD with my psycho aunt, while she collected all the money from the settlement, plus the money from the state for her two retarded kids, plus the money from the state because she claimed my mom unfit so she got to claim me as a foster refugee of some sort.
After she got her money she was sick of "caring" for me, even though she treated me as a slave and made me do all housework for her retarded household. Her boyfriend at the time saw how fucked up she was treating me and took me out for his job runs to try to teach me a trade and get me away from her corruption, but after a few months she caught on and yanked me back, kept me close to manipulate me.
After a while she couldn't care for her two kids and me at the same time, even though she got a shitton of money for me being with her, it was all blown on weed/alcohol, some coke I think.
SO
She came up with an elaborate plan to get rid of me so she would only have to care for her retarded kids. She developed a false scenario claiming I sexually abused her kids. She drilled it into me for 2 months, screaming and yelling and breaking me down, forcing me to fess up to doing horrid sexual things to her retarded kids, so that when she needed to let me go she was justified and it wouldn't come back on her.
She dragged me out of school one day, into her car. Repeated the phrase "I know what you did, you know what you did" "The prison is gonna fuck you if you don't admit to what you did". "You will never see your family again ever". Etc etc, the worst shit you can think of saying to a young scared adolescent with a fucked up past and a mother in a psyche ward just trying to find something stable.
Anyway. She pulled me out of school and dragged me to a social worker with the premonition she would tell this worker I was crazy and I abused her kids (my nephews) and I needed to get locked up.
On the way to the facility she kept drilling into me that I was a bad person and those "faggots in prison were gonna fuck me in the ass". She got so upset that she threw a bottle of Pepsi at me, in her car, on the way over. So when I got to the social services office I was covered in Pepsi.
My aunt and I walked into the office, she told the receptionist I spilled soda all over myself. I was covered from the top of my shirt to my thighs in Pepsi.
The receptionist went into the back room and had a guard separate my aunt and I. She told her story and I was put in a room with a therapist of some sort and a prosecuter.
It was evident by both of them I didn't sexually abuse my nephews and my aunt was batshit insane.
They removed me from her, my brother (fuck I don't think I even mentioned him in the story, aunt offered to care for him too for the money, he's 7 years under me, so I was about 12 and he was 5), ahem, my brother got put in foster care back home closer to mom in NJ. He knew a family that took him in.
I digress! Sorry!
They took me away and tried to find me a foster home. My aunts bf saw all this shit go down and cut ties with her and helped me find a suitable home. Thankfully I had a great friend in HS with a wonderful mom who had an amazing boyfriend that encouraged her to take me in. That home was where I got to finish out high school.
Damn, I lost track of my initial point. I never got any money, it's gone now because of my aunt. I might be able to sue but my mom is timid and much of the documentation is long gone.
I just wanted to share this.