My grandfather Other has dementia and it feels like he’s never gonna feel guilty or even remember the things he’s done to other people and me I wish he didn’t have dementia. I wish he could sit in his own guilt and filth. I truly wish that he would remember every single mean thing I said to him because he deserved it but no, he can’t remember. He can barely remember how to walk every single day. I reminded of the fact that revenge won’t ever come.