Posted by Anonymous on 2013/06/22 under Uncategorized my mom died when I was in my early twenties, the next closest person to me was my aunt, she was a lovely kind person she used to look after me when I was little and my mom went to work, I loved my aunt and she meant the world to me, in my early thirties I had a baby, I could visit my aunt every week and spend time with her, my aunt was diagnosed with cancer I was so sad, at this time her husband started coming onto me, I avoided him like the plague but he would telephone my house and make rude suggestions, everyone in my family liked him and I did not know where to turn, who would believe me anyway, I did not like what he was doing and I would hide myself away with my baby to avoid him, it made it really difficult to spend time with my aunt as he would be there, even my husband did not believe me at first what he was doing, I purchased a telephone recording machine and taped him, my husband was shocked. I felt really angry as well to think what he was doing behind my aunts back, I contemplated telling her what was happening but felt that I could’nt at the time because she was so ill with cancer. After my aunt died I felt that at last I was able to say something, and I decided to let my aunt and uncles son and daughter in law know, afterall they had children and I was worried for them and also why should he get away with what he had been doing to me? I telephoned them a few times but ended up saying something else on the telephone and bottling out each time, I also felt that my cousin had lost their mother and that would not be fair to spring this on them – I was torn, I decided to wait. Eventually I made the telephone call, it was about 18 months after my aunts death, her daughter in law answered the telephone and I told her everything, she said things like what are you telling me this for? she was not happy at all, and I have never heard anything from them since which is a shame because I did not want that. My other aunts son (my cousin) has recently passed away at a young age and no one in the family told me, I am really upset that I had not been informed and did not have the opportunity to go to the funeral. I feel so alone now, I feel that my family hate me.