HOW F'ING DARE YOU???

How fucking dare you? I am seeing so much red right now, I don't know where to start. I guess with the first thing.
I have an uncle whom I call occasionally for cooking questions. He has the jacket, I do not, so I trust his answers and look up to him in this field. Most of this vent has to do with him and his arrogance.
When my Grandmother was alive, she and I actually wrote several cookbooks together. When she passed, he got them before I could get to the apartment. Those cookbooks were supposed to be mine since I helped write them. Here it is, almost 15 years later, and he is still holding the cook books hostage! He won't even allow other family members to look at them because he doesn't want them to copy them for me! His newest reason "She isn't a chef, only chefs write cook books." I'm not going to publish them. I learned everything I know about flavor combinations, methods, baking, menu planning, prep, everything, while writing those cookbooks. Those are memories. At times, all I want to do is look at the handwriting and know Grandma is cooking with me. But, no, he is being an ass.
The next thing he did? I told him a friend wanted me to teach her how to cook, so I asked his opinion on the very basics she should have in her kitchen. He went into a lecture about how I am not even qualified to be a prep cook so why do I think I can teach someone how to cook? Excuse me? I didn't say I am getting a job in a kitchen, I'm not putting on the jacket and demanding everyone call me chef. I am simply showing someone a few basic cooking skills so she doesn't poison her family with something not cooked right.
Third, he tells me to not get even decent knives because I "don't know how to use them." Excuse me? Who did you call when I lived with my mom to filet chicken for you? That's right... ME. Yet I don't know how to use knives? You used to brag about my knife skills. What did he tell me to get? "Get second hand knives until you refine your knife skills." WHAT? Would you ever allow second hand knives in your kitchen? To disrespect your cutlery? No, so why do you tell me to get second hand knives? My knife skills have ALWAYS been better than yours, and you are the supposed chef.
You are a disgrace to the jacket
Oh, and that is not all. I got a lecture because I didn't run up there when they told me to for my Grandfather's birthday. Then, after giving me a lecture about how I need to get a job, he commands me that I MUST be in NY for my mother's birthday. I can't do both, get a job and just run up to NY every time they call. I can't pull my son out of school just to go up to NY because they want me there.
I was commanded to download Skype so he can chat with my son (i.e. brainwash him). I was yelled at and made to feel small, again, because I am not there as much as they would like. My son is almost 10 and he STILL can't get his name right.
His comments cut me down, which is what he wanted to do. He cut me to the core with all of his veiled and not so veiled comments. I felt like I just wanted to crawl under a rock and vanish. I tried not to let it show, but it was difficult. I just don't want to be around him, ever. And none of them there realize they are the reason I don't like going there, why I hate visiting. I hate the way they make me feel. Master has worked so hard to get me over the feelings they tried to instill in me, and it feels like a lot of His work was compromised by one phone call.