“I should’ve seen what was going on and done something,” I rush out raggedly. “It’s why I went into psychology in the first place—to help people. To save lives that would otherwise be okay if it weren’t for the fucking demons in their heads. It’s all I ever felt compelled to do, and it was all for nothing. I had the resources to do something, and I did nothing.” I laugh wetly. “How the fuck could I ever call myself a therapist, psychologist, whatever, if I couldn’t even see what was right in front of my fucking face? The one person I should have helped...protected...”
