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Uncle Charles had scarlett fever when he was 3 years old or something like that. It's left him slightly mentally handicapped his whole life. He's always just been a little slow and unable to totally take care of himself. About two years ago he moved from California to Florida to be with my aunt (my mom's sister, not his wife) to get a change of scene. He's showed some signs of unhappiness, but no one really expected this to happen. We talked to him about moving back here, but he always said he was fine. He hung himself in their garage last night.
I don't really know how I'm supposed to feel about this. We weren't close. We're not really close to that side of the family at all except for my Grandfather. In many ways, I feel like this is the end of a long road for Uncle Charles and seems to make sense. On the other hand, who wants to have a loved one commit suicide? I really wish this would have been a heart attack or something. He's always been heavy/obese, so that wouldn't have been too much of a surprise. I feel more sadness around the general situation than a personal loss. Odds are I'd only see him once every 5 years anyway.
Another side emotion on this is suspicion. Part of why he moved to Florida in the first place was to be near my aunt who was supposed to take care of him. My aunt is a really shady character who has scammed my grandfather for thousands of dollars, so honestly I wouldn't be too crazy to suspect her of some kind of foul play. This whole situation is FUBAR.
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