My Brother Asked Me To Co-Sign His Mortgage — Then Demanded My Apartment When I Refused

a pitiful picture. James was depressed, spending eighteen hours a day gaming in his childhood bedroom. He’d gained weight, stopped showering regularly, refused to look for work.

“Has he considered therapy?” I suggested. “Job training programs, financial counseling—”

“No,” my mother cut me off. “What James needs is hope. He needs to feel independent again.continue reading …