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Jay417
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I am not perfect, nor do I pretend to be. About little over a year ago I suffered through a divorce, and thank God my parish family rallied around me. I turned closer than ever to the church during the turmoil. I was granted an annulment on the same grounds I came here to discuss, but was met with much judgement by many people. That’s neither here nor there, I know it was a tough subject to discuss. Also, I do not feel I was a perfect spouse or perfect person.
Anyway, I came here again to seek serious advice. I have a friend of over 15 years, and I see signs of some pretty extreme behaviors. I fear mental illness for sure. During my divorce and annulment struggles he became violent towards me and my family. He outright verbally attacked my aged mother. His reasoning? My failure to keep my marriage together ruined his home life. To explain; he lived in squalor, hoarding, no water, and only worked twice a week cleaning our parish. I allowed him to come into my home twice a week to shower, and I gave him a lot of necessities like food and toiletries. I helped him financially on occasion. I tried numerous times to help him fix his well, or repair his home, but he would not allow me to even see the place. In fact, not one friend ever has. I am the only one that knows the extent of his circumstances. He begged me to never tell. So, I helped in ways that I could. He has resources, a brother nearby, a living father, and a rather wealthy grandmother. He has an uncle that cares as well. But he just will not accept help.
A few months ago he started coming into my home uninvited. He would show up and sort of take over. Next, he was waiting on me at home when me and my fiancé returned to my home after a date. No, she doesn’t live with me, we were meeting my parents for dinner, and outright told her she needed to leave. That he has the right to my home whenever he wants. I walked him to his car calmly, and he confessed that he stole money from our church. He told me the amount and the details. My fiancé heard it. She stayed the night with me as I tried to figure out what to do. The next morning, she and I went to our parish and talked to the priest, deacon, and parish council president. They are handling it with our diocese to find him help, but without a doubt he will be asked to leave our church.
You all know how church can be, suddenly everyone knows the story. I have parish friends blaming me for him losing his job, and saying I shouldn’t have told on him. I did it because I feared his desperation worsening to a dangerous point. I felt like I had no real choice. I sent him food and money the same day I reported him, and a letter kindly explaining the boundaries I needed. I guess I just need to know I did the right thing.
Anyway, I came here again to seek serious advice. I have a friend of over 15 years, and I see signs of some pretty extreme behaviors. I fear mental illness for sure. During my divorce and annulment struggles he became violent towards me and my family. He outright verbally attacked my aged mother. His reasoning? My failure to keep my marriage together ruined his home life. To explain; he lived in squalor, hoarding, no water, and only worked twice a week cleaning our parish. I allowed him to come into my home twice a week to shower, and I gave him a lot of necessities like food and toiletries. I helped him financially on occasion. I tried numerous times to help him fix his well, or repair his home, but he would not allow me to even see the place. In fact, not one friend ever has. I am the only one that knows the extent of his circumstances. He begged me to never tell. So, I helped in ways that I could. He has resources, a brother nearby, a living father, and a rather wealthy grandmother. He has an uncle that cares as well. But he just will not accept help.
A few months ago he started coming into my home uninvited. He would show up and sort of take over. Next, he was waiting on me at home when me and my fiancé returned to my home after a date. No, she doesn’t live with me, we were meeting my parents for dinner, and outright told her she needed to leave. That he has the right to my home whenever he wants. I walked him to his car calmly, and he confessed that he stole money from our church. He told me the amount and the details. My fiancé heard it. She stayed the night with me as I tried to figure out what to do. The next morning, she and I went to our parish and talked to the priest, deacon, and parish council president. They are handling it with our diocese to find him help, but without a doubt he will be asked to leave our church.
You all know how church can be, suddenly everyone knows the story. I have parish friends blaming me for him losing his job, and saying I shouldn’t have told on him. I did it because I feared his desperation worsening to a dangerous point. I felt like I had no real choice. I sent him food and money the same day I reported him, and a letter kindly explaining the boundaries I needed. I guess I just need to know I did the right thing.