Guilt

It’s very hard to shake guilt sometimes. For whatever reason, the seasoning of guilt is dogging my dreams right now. I think I’m letting other people and their mental disorders punish me.

So I’m going to take a harder line and cut them out of my life. Filter, filter. If you don’t have good intentions towards me, then fuck off.

Of course the guilt could be internally generated but I don’t think so. In every instance the counter party has taken no responsibility for their involvement, their role, and they have learned nothing. A clear sign of madness.

It’s not necessary to feel guilty when, there by the grace of God, it could have been anyone else in my place. All these people need is a person, cannon fodder, for the drama of their own lives.

Eeech. Thank you blog.