Wednesday, i went to my fathers funeral. there is me, my big brother, 2 big sisters and one little sister. my dad was barely in our lives. idk why but i couldn’t stop crying. all of us were just torn. i wish we had a bond. i thought we would one day but now we cant. he over dosed on drug. he really wasn’t in his right mind because he was a druggie but i know he was a good man. just seeing his body in that casket after 8 year is just wow. but i feel his presence. i want him to know i that forgive him.