Parenting? REALLY!?

I am sorry to report the incest story only goes from bad to worse. The next time I saw my uncle, I had two children of my own. It was my g/ma's 70th b-day. I was married to the kids' dad then. He stayed right by my side.  He was great, he understood the madness. My uncle tried for a moment to talk to my DD, I pulled her away.

The next time I saw him I was in the process of divorce. My g/ma was loosing the fight against cancer. It was her final days, I went to say good-bye. He stayed in the garage.

After that I saw him at a family reunion. (We would hold them around our passed g/ma's b-day...end of June). I was living in NYC at the time. I was engaged. There was a golf outing that day as part of the gathering. Guess what? I WAS PAIRED WITH THE PEDOPHILE! Surprised?! Me too. I mean what the hell? I actually went to my mom who had dropped us off to golf, while she was gonna watch the kids, and said, "Are you fucking kidding me?" She was upset, and blamed it on my dad for not having a clue. Luckily, my brother showed up late, and I golfed with he, and his family. STOP THE INSANITY!!!

We got back to the clubhouse, and this ass, my pervert uncle, is trying to get my fiance's attention. He said, "HEY, HEY you....HELLO? are you going to introduce yourself?" I shot him a glare, I was surrounded, by my fiance, my dad, and brother, they all knew what happened. No one said a word. Not one word. Finally, I had to turn and say, "I don't care who you are, and I will be only polite for g/ma, but shut the hell up."

I could not believe that my father, the one who cried, my brother, the rest of the fucking family stood by and said nothing. NOTHING. I mean WTF!

I kind of know WTF, they are so messed up they don't understand normal...more on that in a bit.

I will say, "Really mom...really?, you want to tell me how to parent?"