As my uncle is laid to rest today im feeling all over the place

Most people who know me know my parents were truly just two of some of the most awful people who have ever walked this earth. I didn’t have a lot of family who acted like they cared. Most turned a blind eye. There were a few people who didn’t my grandparents and my aunt and uncle (my grandmothers sister) so really like my great aunt and uncle.

Well my uncle was one of the few who saw what was happening with my parents and tried so hard to give me a safe place and to help me and he was always there for me. At the end of the day there are only two things that really matter. Money and power and my abuser had more than what my uncle had but he always tried and I always had a safe place to stay.

Not being able to be there for the funeral today is hard. I know it’s out of my control not being able to be there and my aunt understands it just really weighing on my soul that I couldn’t figure out a way to get there and show my respects.