Trace Cyrus's Scathing Instagram Post About His "Evil" Dad, Billy Ray, Is So Wild That You Have To Read It
Trace Cyrus is really at odds with his dad.
On June 10, Miley Cyrus's older brother posted an Instagram calling out their dad, Billy Ray Cyrus, with a fairly heartbreaking accusation, claiming that he skipped their grandmother's funeral to attend a fashion show in Italy.
"This man is so hungry for fame it's pathetic," Trace wrote with a photo of his dad. "He really flew to Italy for a fashion show but wouldn't come to LA for Mammie's funeral while he was still married to my mom."
Billy Ray and Tish were married for almost 30 years before they split in 2022.
Trace is one of Billy Ray's five kids with Tish Cyrus, along with Brandi Cyrus, 38, Miley Cyrus, 32, Braison Cyrus, 31, and Noah Cyrus, 25.
"Even after his daughter got him a 60k private jet like he demanded," Trace continued, "then he still didn't come even after the plane was paid for."
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Mammie is Tish's mother, Loretta Finley, who died in 2020, two years before she and Billy Ray split.
"You're the lamest man to ever walk planet earth," Trace added. "Honestly embarrassed to ever have considered you my idol. The best thing to come from your downfall is it made me go into beast mode. I refuse to be a washed up, delusional, evil person when I'm old like you. Christ is King. Get right with God. You need it."
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Following up on his post about Billy Ray, Trace shared an Instagram story, writing, "Also why does he think that homeless hairstyle looks good? So weird."
One person in the comments suggested Trace's comments "seem like a cry for help from a son that desperately needs attention from his father," which prompted a response from the Metro Station singer. "I'm past the point of even caring if I ever speak to him again," he said.
"I've surpassed him in every metric as a man on this planet," Trace continued. "There's nothing left to learn from his [sic] except from his mistakes. I had hope at one point but I'm convinced he's finally a lost cause."
"I'll continue to thrive and as the oldest son of the family the Cyrus last name will continue through me and my many children I plan to have. I will raise them the right way and be a part of their life no matter what the circumstances are."
On the same day as Trace's posts, Miley revealed on an episode of Monica Lewinsky's Reclaiming podcast how she fixed her "hard" family feud with Billy Ray.
"Half of us weren't speaking to each other at one point," Miley said, "and we cleaned all that up."
She said of her parents' divorce, "In that situation, I watched what happens when you don't clean things up as they're happening. They really do stack, and then all of a sudden you go, 'Oh my god, it's been 10 years, and this is a mess that I barely even know how to start. This is emotional hoarding.'"
"I just kind of bust through the pile that's stacked and just go, 'I'm here. You're here. Let's start by having a good time together,'" Miley shared. "And then as we start bringing some happiness and joy into each other's life, then we'll just be in a better place to have these conversations. 'Cause I'd rather get it balanced first."
"We're so messy we didn't even do any of that," Miley said, responding to Monica's question about family therapy. "To get each other in a room to even get to counseling would have been a war. So, it was easier to just go, 'White flag,'" she continued. "I always wanted my family to feel like I was the safe place that I always had the white flag when they came to talk to me."
We'll let you know if Billy Ray responds to Trace's posts.
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