Anons I must confess. I have sinned. My mom's Uncle whom I haven't seen for 30 plus years recently came back into my life. My mom recently made contact with him after all these years ( he is her mother's brother). He was living on the streets of las Vegas Nevada. I allowed him to move into my house as my mom's boyfriend doesn't like him or want him around. He is ,or maybe I should say was a meth addict, a felon. I looked down on him. I didn't treat him with the respect he is due. I told him he was welcome in my house but meth was not, then when he quit I still held it against him. I saw him with his shirt off today, his back is covered with scars from mortar fire in Vietnam. Big scars. I feel like a total piece of shit. Gonna apologize and hope for the the best. He has suffered far more than I under the deep state. Confession over.