When someone passes away, grief can quickly become a battleground over money, property and old resentments. Nothing exposes the fault lines of a family quite like deciding who gets what after someone is gone.

How would you handle seeing your family reveal their more vulturous side during a grieving moment? One woman recently shared a crazy story about this on Reddit. Here’s what happened.

AITA for resenting family members who ignored my grandmother while she was sick but want her belongings now?

I’m a girl in my late teens/early 20s and my grandmother passed away five days ago.

For context, my “elder sister” is actually my biological mother.

She left me with my grandmother when I was very young because her husband didn’t want me.

There’s already a lot to unpack here.

I only found out the truth when I was 15.

Even now, her younger children think I’m just their aunt/sister.

For the last 9 months, my Ammi was extremely sick.

That must have brought up so many complicated feelings.

My uncle and I were the ones taking care of her daily.

I did chores, gave medicine, stayed with her during hospital visits, and tried to comfort her while she slowly got weaker.

My biological mother and her family mostly stayed away because they lived in another city and didn’t want inconvenience.

What kind of a reason is that?

At one point before surgery, I begged her oldest daughter (let’s call her Zen) to stay with me for a few days and help because I was overwhelmed.

She refused because she didn’t want to miss the gym.

After surgery, my Ammi started vomiting blood because of liver complications.

Seeing a loved one in that state is wildly tragic.

Even then, my bio mother’s family kept wanting to leave quickly for Eid and kept pressuring us to move to their city instead of helping us where we lived.

Eventually my Ammi got worse.

I was literally wiping blood from her mouth in the hospital while doctors rushed her around.

Thankfully she had someone there to help her in her time of need.

She died the next day.

Now after her death, we were packing things and my bio mother, Zen, and the younger daughter suddenly became very excited over my Ammi’s sarees and jewelry.

Laughing, picking what they wanted, talking about who gets what.

Doesn’t seem like any of them are great at reading the room.

I know they also lost someone important.

But I felt hurt because when Ammi was alive and suffering, they barely wanted to be around her.

Meanwhile my uncle and I spent months emotionally and physically exhausted caring for her.

It’s understandable that they’re grieving the loss in a different way.

I got visibly upset and snatched back one saree I had been wearing from Zen because it was emotionally important to me.

My bio mother got angry and said Ammi was her mother too.

Later I overheard her calling me “small-hearted” in a bitter tone, which is very insulting in my culture.

Those kinds of insults are completely unnecessary here.

Her daughter also complained that I don’t give her nice clothes even though I already had.

Since then nobody is speaking to me and we now have to stay with them for a few days in their city.

I honestly feel emotionally destroyed right now.

Who could blame her?

Between losing my Ammi and the family conflict afterward, there are moments where I feel like I don’t even want to exist anymore.

I’m exhausted and grieving, which is probably affecting my reactions too.

Doesn’t seem like anything productive can happen in this state right now.

I know I was rude and possessive.

But I also feel like I’m drowning in grief and anger.

AITA?

The road to healing for this family is only just beginning. Let’s see if the Reddit community could offer any words of wisdom.

The comments immediately provided the validation that was needed.

Most were completely appalled by the family’s behavior.

One person attempted to put the situation into perspective.

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Another asked the important questions.

And someone else was able to land on the exact words to say.

When there’s a will, there’s a way out of this…