“I should have known better. God, I knew better than to do this. I’m the reason my mother is lying in that hospital bed, hurt and broken,” I choke out. Hot tears coat my cheeks as I break down, determined to punish myself for what I’ve done. “There was never going to be a time where I was going to just live my life carefree and happy… not without consequences. That’s how things work for me. Everything will inevitably go wrong.”

