Kobe's story always revolved around being Jelly Bean's son, so that part isn't true. From his black grandfather sending him videotapes of nba games while living in Europe with his black former NBA player father. Being black was always a part of his narrative. He was also cool with his sisters and Nephew. They're just really private.
From what I read read, he didn't cut off his sisters financially just to be an asshole, he did it so they could find their own way.
In the movie Cool hand Luke, Like said, "QUIT EATING OFF ME," and his sisters were living good off of handouts from him and not doing anything on their own.
That's understandable, maybe even admirable
Not as big of a piece of shit as someone who is worth over 100 mill cutting off the woman who raised him
To some people, their mom can do no wrong. Two others there's only so much they are willing to put up with.
Mom gets a longer rope than friends, former teammates, cousins, etc., But she doesn't have a built-in lifelong get-out-of-jail-free card.
If you give your mom that, good for you. Maybe you have a better mother than I do who actually deserves it, but me...nah bruh.
If I come in to millions right now, I'll buy my mom a five-year-old Toyota and pay off her rent but that might be it, and she should be happy to get that. I've said before that my ex-wife told my mother that she was going to divorce me a month-and-a-half before I found out and my mother didn't tell me. When I asked her why, she said she didn't want to break her (my ex-wife's) confidence
Beyond foul. Besides that, my mom is hella childish. At birthday dinners with my brother (end of December) and my sister (beginning of January) she ignored me, didn't speak to or acknowledge me at all.
The Superbowl party that year was at my house and my brother let it slip that she wasn't coming (she didn't come to the one 2 years before) so I text her that she's not invited, and not to worry about calling me for my birthday (day after Superbowl).
We haven't spoken much since 2017. Only at a bank function (we bank at the same location), where she gave me and my girlfriend a half hug then ignored us for the rest of the night.