I asked a cousin, if they ever had a memorial service for Aunt Scapegoat. He said "No, not yet!" Then I guess he went running to the narcissists, and asked if there was going to be one. He comes back and tells me a certain day in the middle of June. [A time I'd probably be housebound if I was crazy enough to go] with the location to be announced.
I couldn't help myself and said in the private message, "Notice they planned it just because you asked!" He most likely won't respond to that. I told him I wouldn't be able to go and to take care. He probably doesn't realize I'm done with him for good now too. Curiosity got me, and should have just kept my mouth shut. One thing I notice about my family is none of them have any emotions. I am not imagining the way this cousin treats me in a hands-off manner either. It is a waste of my time to talk to any of them ever again. I feel "slimed" even by the most extended relative.