At the time I made one of the biggest decisions of my life, everybody was angry, mad, loathe or whatever despicable feeling they have towards me to reiterate the fact that the tragedy was entirely my fault. Nobody thought it was hell for me, that I was at the very center of it, slowly being digested by my own thoughts. Breaking the heart of the woman I love was one of the most devastating decisions I had to do, not selfishly but for both of us.
