SOLAYNENot even in a hundred years did I think I'd be seated in front of this woman, crying and begging for guidance.She'd been listening with that gentle, sorrowful look on her face. One leg was crossed over the other, a notebook rested on her lap, a pen balanced loosely between her fingers.I had taken my time, crying and explaining my situation to her, stumbling over words while trying to describe the disaster I had created. Though, I kept things vague, not directly mentioning who I'd offended and what my offense truly was. Even though she was a counselor and supposedly bound by confidentiality, I found it hard trusting anyone."I can't even look at myself in the mirror anymore," I told her. "Because all I see is some monster who hurts someone she shouldn't have. And it kills me every hour. Makes me feel so...undeserving."She reached for the tissue box on the table, handing another one to me."I'm so sorry, love." She released a slow breath. "I understand how you feel. Regret ca
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