Published on: Dec 3, 2014 @ 6:30 – 
I may have to write this out later but my god.  We spent so much money A) rescuing him from homelessness from Cleveland in the cold on a plane ticket, which he then had diverted to some strange destination because he got scared and passed out, B) then we had to rent a vehicle to drive to said destination somewhere in Indiana.  C) Gas, hotel, his food, and his groceries to feed a nearly 400lb man, and he has done NOTHING around here except bully me around in my own house like he did our mom.
He got a check today, left with my vehicle irresponsibly, while locking us out in the rain, almost missing to pick my friend and her family up from the airport.  Then he comes home and tell’s me it’s all my fault somehow.  Then he says he wants a ticket to Greyhound. Well, he got a pay check for his week of work over the past 3 months, he should have plenty of money to do that.  But no, he wants us to do it, no way.  He can find a fricken homeless shelter for all I care after 2x now he’s done me wrong and he’s only been here a week.  He’s never held a job for longer than 2 weeks, chronically unemployed, lazy, stinks, and now I realize why I should have never offered to let him come here. I’m so upset over myself.  They gang up on me like nothing.  Grrrrr.
He’s humiliating me in front of my house guests 🙁  I want him out, I want him gone, I don’t care if he’s all the family I sacrificed my Thanksgiving weekend for.  It’s not worth it to have a fatter version of my dad cloned and his horrible mouth (which is where I get mind from but, he’s just like my dad, it’s worse). He thinks he can boss me around. He was the downfall of my mother being attached to her hip and controlling her. I don’t work that way.
I don’t care anymore. My entire family is worthless I should just be thankful for what I have and stop trying to please family that don’t care and want to take advantage of everything.  My brother is an idiot though.
I can’t believe this afternoon he said to me, “You guys didn’t HAVE to come pick me up in Indiana, you wanted too, so it’s your fault” OMG! My fault because he was complaining on the phone to us and I was compelled to do it?  Then he said, “You guys didn’t have to buy me groceries, you chose to do it!”  OMG! Again!?  Really so his fat butt that requires 6000 calories a day to just sleep would have been fine starving to death, and I would have just let that happen?  That’s his argument today.  We chose to do this. No we chose to bring him down here, which he in turn made a complete fricken nightmare for all of us 🙁  Matt says he sleeps all day long (sorry for matt, he has donated the couch in his office space to his butt), and so Matt knows.  He will NOT get a job at Walmart, he will not get a job doing little things.  He’s like Cousin Eddie from Vacation movies…. “He’s waiting for a management position” and isn’t qualified for management.  I can’t take it anymore. I want him GONE!