My relatives used to be really sketchy and creepy

This is my first post here, I just found this sub and it reminded me of my situation so I decided to write about it. I'm 16 right now but this all happened when I was like 5/6 and I still remember it. So here's my story <br><br>When I was a kid my family used to visit my dad's cousin and his wife every weekend. We'd stay there to sleep also. Their names are K and K respectively. K and my dad have 4 other siblings and the 2 of them are the closest. My siblings and cousins used to play together and have a lot of fun, but then things started getting weird. <br><br>K is a paranoid schizophrenic. He was admitted to a psych ward when he was about 15 or so. We never knew what had happened there but it traumatized him. When I was growing up my uncle was already 40ish. He used to talk about it a lot and tell us that we shouldn't trust anyone in life. He used to say "I'm the only one who knows what's going on in this world and that's why everyone hates me". He used to roam around the house at 3am and carry a flashlight with him. He used to check all the doors and windows to see if anyone broke in. One night he wandered into my dad's room while he was sleeping and asked my dad "are you sure you're my brother? I think they've replaced you and they're trying to trick me". My dad shook him and said "yeah, I'm your brother" and my uncle immediately calmed down.<br><br>K used to work in a really good company, food processing, but was fired after a few years. He used to tell us stories about how his colleagues used to plot against him and how the bosses wanted to fire him so they could steal his ideas. He used to tell us that he was much more intelligent than others to the point where he used to call himself an alien who was sent to Earth to observe humans. He was convinced that the world's largest companies were plotting against him to steal his ideas (he used to say that he was better than Elon Musk and Mark Zuckerberg) and that they're using his own relatives to do so. He used to tell us that we shouldn't trust our own neighbours, teachers or classmates because "they" could be anyone.<br><br>K's wife (Aunt S) was the one who used to take care of the kids. She was a stay-at-home mom. The kids used to sleep in their room and the adults would sleep in the living room. One night I was alone in the living room and I was trying to sleep. I woke up to Aunt S trying to feel up my crotch. We never told our parents about it and whenever we used to tell them about Uncle K's weird behavior they used to tell us that he was mentally sick and that we should tolerate it. My siblings and cousins used to sleep in a single room and I used to sleep in another room by myself. One night I woke up to Aunt S sitting on my bed and holding my hand. She told me that she used to do this to her kids when they were young as well and that it was her way of showing affection. She used to caress my hair and face a lot and also kiss me on the lips. I used to feel really uncomfortable and I used to tell my parents to stop sending me there. They used to scold me and told me that I should be more understanding. I eventually stopped going there with my parents and I used to tell them that I was sick.<br><br>When I was about 11 I stopped going there altogether and told my parents that I hated visiting and wanted to stay home alone. They refused to let me stay home alone and let one of my siblings stay home instead. A few days later I found out that my siblings got groped. One of my siblings was sleeping on the ground and the other was sleeping on the bed. Aunt S came and lay down with the one on the ground and was trying to feel them up. The one on the bed saw it and told our parents. They were angry but they didn't do anything. A month or so later K and S tried to invite us over again. My parents refused to go and said they didn't want to visit them anymore. K and S told them that it was okay and they understood, they just told us to never ever mention this to anyone because they didn't want relatives to know. I eventually told my grandparents and they were horrified. After that they used to visit us every weekend with relatives but K and S weren't allowed inside the house.<br><br>We stopped visiting them permanently and we only saw them at family gatherings. They never acknowledged us and used to avoid us. I used to hear that K was still behaving weirdly and giving advice to my cousins to not trust anyone. He used to tell them that they shouldn't be in a relationship because dedication is a trap and that they shouldn't trust their own boyfriend/girlfriend. One of my cousins used to feel really uncomfortable around him and refused to talk to him. A few years later Aunty S got breast cancer and the cancer was too developed to be removed by surgery so the treatment was basically useless. After a year or so she died.<br><br>K is still alive and kicking. After Aunty S's death he got remarried to a lady who was half his age (about 30ish). My dad used to tell me that she was Aunty S's cousin but I'm not sure if that's true. K used to tell his new wife that he's an alien and that he's superior in every way. She used to believe him and would tell my dad that K is literally an alien. K used to say that he was going to live forever and that he had discovered the elixir of life. I used to hear from relatives that he's still behaving weirdly and he still carries a flashlight with him. Now he's old enough that he can't even walk properly but he still carries it. They told me that he got a bit more paranoid after Aunty S's death and he used to accuse his new wife of trying to kill him. I don't think she's with him anymore (I'm not sure tho). He still tells his kids not to trust anyone and he still talks about conspiracies. I genuinely don't know where he got the idea that he's an alien from but it's just so weird. I just think that he used to do all this to keep himself occupied and to have something to talk about. I just don't understand why he used to act so creepily around us.<br><br>Also, the house we used to visit was literally a mansion. They used to live alone with their kids and there were probably around 15 rooms (I'm not sure). They used to tell us that they were broke but they lived a very luxurious life. They used to hire a cook and a driver and I even remember seeing a butler (I don't know if it was Aunty S's relative). They used to tell us that relatives were giving them money to live luxuriously. I have no idea where they got the money to build that house.<br><br>That's pretty much it, sorry if it was too long.