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with today's first story which comes from a throw away count and asks

am I the asshole for refusing to split my inheritance with my siblings?

I'll try to summarize as much as possible.

I, female 19, have an estranged grandpa more or less.

He's my dad's father, but my dad hardly had a relationship with him.

I have two other siblings, one younger 13 and one older, 26.

My grandma divorced my grandpa when my dad was only 10,

so he lived with my grandma his whole life in a different state and didn't see him.

When he got older, he saw him a little more, and my grandpa started coming around a little bit more as well.

He'd stay for a week at a time and then go home.

He was an old, bitter man, to be honest.

He never got remarried and lived his whole life in his coastal town with the same friends he'd had his whole life.

He wasn't pleasant to be around and could hold grudges longer than anyone I've ever met.

But regardless of this, he was filthy rich.

He owned a successful business that he sold for $1 million.

He retired after selling, but his house sits on an island as well as the biggest

piece of land on the island. So it sold for well over three million. I was never close with my

grandpa, but I took after his sister who is a registered nurse and he adores her. He always told me

that he was proud to see me following her footsteps. He died a few months ago.

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