I received a phone call yesterday
around 3:40 pm. I recognized the first few digits of the number being from the
area where my dad lived. I knew my dad was dead. I let the call go to
voicemail.
Sheri Yakashiro from RDM Law Firm spoke loudly and abruptly on speakerphone. “There has been a family
emergency,” she said briskly. “Please call me back as soon as possible.”
I knew there was no “emergency.” I
knew my dad was dead. I also knew that someone was in the office with the
lawyer; otherwise why put the call on speakerphone?
I called back the lawyer. In an upbeat tone she asked me how I was. “Fine,” I
said curtly. There was silence. Then she proceeded to tell me in a hurried,
dispassionate manner that my dad had died and the malignant narcissist sister
was in her office.
“When?” I asked. “Last Wednesday,” she said. That was 9 days ago. “Why am I only finding out about this now?” The lawyer stumbled and fumbled and used the long weekend and everyone being "too busy" and burial
arrangements as an excuse. Long weekend? He died on a Wednesday. And why did
this twit proclaim there was a “family emergency”? Obviously, my dad’s death was not being
treated as an “emergency” if I
was being told about it more than a week after it happened.
I asked the dingbat lawyer where
he died and apparently he was taken to the hospital on August 31st and
died that same day at 5:00 pm. I was
informed of his passing 9 days after he died. By a lawyer. Who had me on
speakerphone so the malignant narcissist sister could get a sadistic power rush
from hearing my reaction. There was no reaction. I predicted this would happen. True to form, the malignant narcissist was power tripping, controlling the
narrative and spying on me. True to form, the malignant narcissist/sociopath sister planned the entire scenario and used my dad as a weapon, even in death, to hurt me. She was hoping to feed off my pain. She even used estate funds to hire this lawyer so she could have a witness to use against me should the need arise.
I asked the lawyer if there was a
funeral. There was a long pause – the malignant narcissist sister was feeding her, her
lines. “No,” she eventually replied.
Interesting that there was no
funeral when “burial arrangements” was one of the excuses used not to call the
dead man’s daughter to let her know he was gone. The Liar, er Lawyer,
contradicted herself left and right. She received another cue from the
sociopath. “I know that you and “Linda” (not the sociopath sister’s real name)
are kind of estranged..." "Pfft. Kind of estranged? I’m finding out about my dad’s
death 9 days after it happened,” I replied. Long pause and more lines being fed to
the Lawyer by the MN/sociopath director. “He died peacefully,” she said.
Yeah right. That’s what they
always say. And I call bullshit. I doubt he died peacefully. I bet he felt alone and terrified
and knew that he was slipping away, so an ambulance was called to take him to the
hospital so he wouldn’t feel he was dying completely alone. At least nurses attending to his needs and
doctors and patients milling about would be less terrifying then facing death
alone in a dark, dingy apartment.
The lawyer then went on about his
estate and how it’s in the hands of a bank. She explained that she is not an estate attorney
and that she only called me as a favor to the sister. HA! She lied. She IS an estate lawyer that was retained by the sociopath sister to do her dirty work. The malignant narcissist sister
wrote the script for this sick little scenario in advance and hired a lawyer to play a part and deliver lines. PATHETIC. It was a premeditated psychological assault.
I have not shed a tear for my dad.
I’ve been grieving his death for years. Three years ago the malignant
narcissist sister shoved him in a dumpy, dismal old folks’ home and moved into
his beautiful townhouse. She took possession of ALL his property and took
control of his finances and proceeded to drain not only his bank accounts and
the contents of his home, but his mind as well. She drained him hollow and
filled him with herself and used him as an object to hurt me. He ceased to
exist as a person. He was dead inside and channeling her. As soon as she had
face-to-face access to him, the transformation occurred quickly. Prior to this,
she did all her dirty work over the phone and never made the effort to visit him or took the time to see him in person, so her long distance mind control tactics had its limits.
Being a greedy, parasitic opportunist, as soon as she had him locked-up in an oldies prison she swooped-in to hold his
property and possessions hostage. She got it all. She even successfully
poisoned his mind and destroyed our relationship with her unrelenting slime and
malign campaign against me. But it didn’t stop there.
As soon as she had access to his
finances, she cleaned out a line of credit I had held for 10 years and left me
penniless. A couple of years later, when my dad offered to help me financially so I could get a
hip replacement, she put a stop to it. I can barely walk these days.
Did I mention the malignant
narcissist sister has never had to work a day in her life because the poor baby
had a hip replacement as a teen? Did I mention she is worth millions from parasitically living off my dad and the MN mother? Did I
mention she had not bothered to see my dad in over 10 years and only swooped in after
she ordered her thug monkey to kick him out of his lovely home and put him in a
tiny, cramped, dump? Did I mention she owns a mortgage free condo worth $750,000 AND my dad
supported her in a second home (his townhouse) for 2 years while he rotted in
that dump? Then she sold his townhouse. Who
do you think cashed-in financially from the sale of that real estate? Did I mention a few days before my dad died, and while acting as power of attorney, she had 2 condos from my father's estate transferred to herself and one to my brother, and I received no condo? Now the MN sister owns 3 properties without ever having worked a day in her life.
Did I mention that I have been
facing homelessness with a disability and chronic pain for the last few years,
and if it weren’t for two friends loaning me money, I would be homeless. I had to sell my
car to survive and can’t walk more than a block without limping and
experiencing extreme pain. Did I mention I was assaulted, left for dead on the
street and lost my job because of it? Did I tell you my dad offered to help me financially but the MN sister talked him out of it and spent his money on a "private decorator" and all new furnishings and decor for his apartment. Did I mention all this furniture "disappeared" after my dad died a few months later? Did I mention all the members of this wealthy “family” got a sadistic thrill
knowing that I had to endure the intense stress of worrying about my father in addition to my basic
food-clothing-shelter-physicals needs while having to cope with harassment from the police that the MN sister sicked on me because I dared to complain to her about her behavior?
So here’s the kicker. THIS is the epitome
of a malignant narcissist/sociopath’s tell-tale pathology: at the end of the
conversation, the dip shit lawyer who clearly didn’t possess an ounce of sympathy
or compassion and was basically hired to lie and act as a mouth piece for a
sociopath said, and I quote: “I know this is really hard…..so… “Linda” brought some information on grief counseling for you if you want it.”
“Pffft. No thanks. I’ll deal with
my grief in my own way,” I said.
The hypocricy is staggering.
For YEARS, the evil malignant
narcissist sister trying to get me locked-up, drive me to suicide, a break-down or death
and she wants to help me with my “grief” over my dead dad who she turned
against me and kept me from seeing and then intentionally
delayed telling me that he died?! The dad who she systematically brainwashed,
abused and exploited until there was nothing left of him.
THAT is the very definition of
treachery.
And to all the cowardly relatives
who didn’t call me – even if they wanted to – because they were obeying the
orders of the malignant narcissist sister – shame on you!
Meet the callous lawyer who informed me my dad died. See the MN sister's review of the lawyer below.
