Boy, is this deja vu. When my Dad was sick and I cared for him for 2 1/2 years, my useless brother never called to see how I was holding up through all this.

After Dad passed away, I was the one responsible for disposing of his belongings, cleaning out his apartment (he was found dead in his apt. and it was NOT pleasant). I made good money as a paralegal and made sure his bills were paid.

Keep in mind my brother is VERY wealthy. He is not a self-made man. Most of the money came from his inheritance from my aunt (his Godmother). If it weren't for my parent's blood, sweat and tears, he wouldn't have had the education. Not once did he ask me if I needed help with anything. Never asked me HOW Dad's bills got paid. My brother and I don't speak. When the memorial was held, he came, made an appearance with his bitch of a wife, and left. Haven't heard from him since.

You are a saint for taking in your niece. She needs guidance. Hang in there and keep posting here. We are here for you!!