My dysfunctional family.

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I was talking to a friend of mine last night, she wanted to talk to my brother about their school reunion that's coming up next month. I don't know how to reach my brother, as he doesn't want to talk to me anymore, and blames me for everything that's happened to him. I gave her my mother's number, it's amazing I remembered it after all these years since she doesn't want to talk to me either. My friend left her a message last night, then called her back today. My mom seemed anxious to get off the phone with her, asking her how she got the number. My friend told her that my brother had told her what her maiden name was, and looked her up. My friend wouldn't tell her that she got the number from me, she would have hung up immediately. My mother seems to be doing well, I really wondered about this, and since I couldn't call her myself, I needed another option to find out. No one in my family will talk to me, they blame me for my brother's actions several years ago, my sister even blocked my email address so I can't email her anymore. I seem to have a sick and twisted family, who holds a grudge for something that wasn't my fault, without even hearing from me, what my version of what happened was. My brother wanted to move away from my mother and sister several years back, and I suggested that he move in with me and my husband. It was a big mistake, but I didn't know it at the time. My brother refused to pay any rent, didn't want to get a job or do anything but drink all day long. I suggested that he go across the street when we lived in an apartment, he got the job, but was fired 2 days later for not doing anything when he was supposed to be working. I think he blamed me for this, although it was his own doing. We'd all gotten jobs together in 2007, we all seemed to be working well, but a couple of months later, we all were fired. He took it quite hard, we all did, as these were high paying jobs. My husband and I weren't married yet, but were saving up money from the job to get married and go on our honeymoon. We never got that far due to being fired. My brother has the mental capacity of a 10 year old due to his mental disability, and he never got any help for his anger issues or drinking problems. One day, we were all sitting in the living room and my husband asked him to go wash his dishes. My brother lost his temper and started to beat my husband up. That was the last straw, and we kicked him out. Neither of us could deal with his anger or hostility anymore. So, since my family wont talk to me, I can't ever make peace with them. I'm hoping to be able to talk to my father, who disowned all of us over 10 years ago, but I doubt I'll be able to talk to him either. He's messed up in his own way too, and is quite embarrassed by the things he's done to us over the years. My father, in 1989, decided that he wanted us to think that he had a disease that had paralyzed him. But, after a couple of years, the diagnosis had been changed, to something fatal. He was given 5 years to live, but about 18 years later, he's still around. My brother and I, when we were still living at home, noticed my dad doing some really odd things, such as shaving his legs, claiming that it was for his muscle stimulation therapy. He was walking around the kitchen, even though he claimed to be paralyzed. He even got into a phase where he slept with stuffed animals on children's bedding. My brother and I found this to be quite odd, but couldn't do or say anything about it. I had a baby 11 years ago, and my family decided that they wanted to be a part of my life when they found out that I was pregnant. They helped me out with baby stuff. When my son was taken from me months later, they stopped talking to me again. This was about the same time that my father decided to disown us all. As you can see, I have an extremely dysfunctional family, but I would like to talk to them again. I don't hold any grudges, I forgive even if I don't forget, but I want closure in case I decide to move far away from them.