Catching my breath

Word from the BIL is S.O. is finally taking his meds. The doctor told us that yesterday - that when they get committed a lot of them realize they will never get out without taking their meds so they start cooperating. The hospital finally took away his credit cards. Hooray there! And I heard he fired his lawyer. I worried the most about that.

The race is pretty much run now. I'm going to get my 401K transferred and start paying off the bills. He'll have to pay me back from his share of the assets. So the financial stuff is all figured out. I never wanted more than half - plus, of course, the little extra the court gives me on the house - and for him to pay his bills. Looks like these are now all givens.

I worried he would get the kids though he had no relationship with them and they want none with him. But now that is done too. No room for him to negotiate trying to get them or visit with them. At least none until he is stable for a while and they are ready to meet with him so they dont get traumatized by him.

So now we just move through time. Eventually it all ends. Its already spring break for me. Time just keeps marching on.

My hope is he will continue on his meds and get back to a reasonable facsimile of his old peaceful selfish self. I would love to see him take what's left of his assets and move back to his home country or somewhere else where he could live cheap and be gone from us. He has nothing to hold him here - his kids are out of his reach and want nothing to do with him and he will not get a job here - and its more expensive to live here. He could live like a king in one of the Asian countries. So keeping my fingers crossed for both of those things.