When I cut-off my (half-) brother's side of ""family"" - and never looked back: I have never regretted the decision. I just 'lost' a nephew from that crew, initially one of the more promising (read: 'occasional original thought') of a brood of 7, from a pair who might have fed, clothed and *educated* perhaps 2 or 3. (All blamed on literal Catholicism re birth control. Yada. & Yada.)

Alas, he regressed at (that last event - death of an Uncle, later Aunt) into grasping mode. Talked to him a couple times in recent years; he'd discovered tsliot and a few; still had left a few kids scattered about along the way; abused the females in life by taking them for granted, expecting adoration. We reviewed how things had gone and he said some nice things. I too. WTF.

Life too short, not to *choose* where one's febrile attention is to go, in any next. Especially with all the New noise - our only Growth Product.

Luck in your decision, too. (Nobody elses's situation is ever really 'comparable', we see)


Ashton