I've been wanting to post about this for awhile now but wasn't sure what category to put it in so thought I'd put it here.

About 8 years ago (when I was 20, away at University in my second year), my uncle who I had not seen in many years suddenly came back into my life. At first things were fine, we had a good relationship, he and my aunt would come over for family get togethers and we would hang out just like normal family does. After awhile things started becoming ... weird. He wanted to hang out with just me, so he would leave my aunt behind and take me places like mini golfing or bowling, etc. I still thought nothing of it because I thought maybe my aunt just didn't want to come. But then it got even weirder. He would want to drive me back and forth from my University dorm to my parents' house (an hour and a half drive) and he would want to spend the night. (He slept on a chair in the living room because that was the only thing we had to sleep on for a guest). I thought it was weird that he wanted to sleep over but still thought ok, maybe he just doesn't want to drive home at night. Then he would start taking me to these fancy restaurants all the time and kept visiting me all the time at my dorm residence. Then one day he tried to kiss me and that was when I realized something was very wrong so I finally talked to my parents about it and they told him basically to back off. Well he didn't take the news very well and started sending me these REALLY long 10 page love letters (back and front) saying how much he loves me and saying horrible things about my parents. He would call my work and ask when I was working and then show up during my shifts. It really started to freak me out so much that we finally told him if he didn't stay away for good, we would get a restraining order. He finally backed away and I didn't hear from him for 7 years. Then my grandma died this past March and I ended up seeing him and my aunt at the funeral home and everyone acted like everything was fine and he was nice as pie and I had to see him a few more times because we were all out of town and staying with family and so we kind of had to all be civil with each other. He told me he went for therapy and that he had changed and part of me thought that maybe it was a misunderstanding.. maybe he really didn't intend to do what he did, so I started to accept him back in my life and I also knew that my mom wanted to see her sister again (his wife, my aunt). And then we all came back home and my aunt (his wife) got cancer and it made me feel horrible for not talking to them for all those years because the cancer almost killed her (she's still not quite out of the woods yet). He really did seem like he had changed and things were going good but then he lashed out at my mom one day for showing up there without calling first and sent her a nasty email telling her she is not allowed to see her sister anymore and that we should be damn grateful they even spoke to us again after what *we* did to them. I am just so distraught... Did I do something wrong? Did I jump to conclusions too fast? I spoke to my other aunt the other day and she told me that he told her that I imagined the whole thing. That really upset me because I still have nightmares to this day of him and what he did in the past. I don't think that is 'imagining' things, is it?

I just feel like maybe I should have handled things differently.. I don't know.. I hate that my family is all broken up and it makes me sad that my mom will probably never see her sister, who has cancer, ever again.

Thanks for listening and sorry this post is so long.. If you've gotten this far in reading it, I really appreciate it and thank you!