My egg and sperm donators are ridiculously rich and hide the money somehow so they are eligible for multiple government benefits. Yet somehow they lives of opulence. They bought a huge 4 bedroom “smart” house in a fancy retirement community in Fl. They don’t know how to use the smart features.
Egg donor spend her time making up illnesses that require dietitians and herbalists and chiropractors and special foods and vitamins. When she’s not wasting her money on quackery, she is pursuing expensive hobbies and paying for classes to play with these hobbies. And about four times a year she needs a vacation (usually cruises with excursions) from the stressful life she has (she has never once held a job, and the moment my sister and I were old enough to take on chores, we did, so she literally had zero responsibilities). She is too “sickly” to do her own housework so she pays for a cleaning service twice a week. Also, her dietary restrictions suddenly disappear when she’s out at restaurants for a minimum of one meal per day and she’s diet restricted for the remaining meals at home.
Sperm donator needed multiple top of the line golf carts, not for golf, but to drive around the neighborhood. He needs a fancy boat but lives nowhere near water. And he needs a fancy car for egg donor and a giant truck for himself. Recently he expressed a need for a Tesla. Not sure if he followed through with that yet He also needs top of the line tools in his air conditioned tool shed for home repair projects on a brand new house that needs no repairs. And he had to buy a church for himself because no churches in the area are as knowledgeable about the Bible as he is, so he absolutely has to have his own church ministry that he finances without contributions from the members. He actually DOES have legitimate and serious health issues that he insists can be prayed away and refuses treatment for until he’s almost dead and egg donors insists he check into the hospital.
I do not begrudge them enjoying their own money. However, they are really shitty people and my sister and I and their grand kids all want absolutely nothing to do with them. When any of us have found ourselves truly in need of help, experiencing emergencies, they found ways to deny it in the most insulting ways possible. So we learned in our early 20’s to not bother asking them. For example, when my sister was pregnant with her second kid, her husband became extremely abusive and beat her to try to get her to miscarry. She begged to be allowed to stay with them (in their giant 5 bedroom house in Texas) until she delivered and then got a stable job and a place to live. They agreed that she could live with them until the baby was born, and not a day longer. She had a traumatic pregnancy and a c section birth. The day she got home from the hospital they dropped her and the toddler and baby off at a woman’s shelter. Bet the sperm donor’s cult members know nothing about that brand of love he practices in direct opposition to what he preaches. As usual, the egg donor looked the other way. The same direction she looked when he beat my sister and I when we were kids. In our most dire circumstances, we are always better off without them.
And now I’m going to try to sleep again. I have to get up early to get to the food bank before the food is gone.