Novel & Cerita Blame Yourself Or God

I didn’t miss the scowl on Devyn’s face, “What did I tell you about blaming yourself?” I leaned back in my seat, “But we wouldn’t have been in this mess in the first place if I didn’t.” “You’re right. But does blaming yourself make things any better?” I remained silent. He was right. Complaining and blaming myself wasn’t going to get out of this mess, so I figured it's best I kept quiet.

The night breeze moved over the water as I stood by the railing, staring up at the stars. "Sometimes I wonder... if I hadn't drunk that soup, if it hadn't rained that day, would he still be alive?" Raul stood beside me. "It wasn't your fault." I gave a faint smile. "Everyone says that. But when you're a mother, it's hard not to blame yourself." Raul stayed quiet for a long time. "Then blame yourself for now. Keep blaming yourself until one day you're too tired to carry it. Then let it go."

" I dunno, it was the only way to make me feel better. I'm sorry." " Your apology won't change or fix anything. It's not just your fault, mine too. I was too busy to notice or to find out. I didn't give you enough reason to trust me with your problem. I wasn't there for you and now I'm charging you, ohh God!" I blamed myself, if I was more present with him, nothing like this would have happened

“Go on, call me all you want. I'm happy I finally get to meet you. I always wondered why I was born. Did you choose this fate for me and watch me suffer all these years? It must have been fun seeing how pathetic I was.” “Your decisions shape your fate, I have no hand in that.” “It was my decision to be an orphan too?.” “I owe you no explanation.” Ariel tried to suppress her choked sobs. Even a god could not take the blame for her messy life. “Stop being silly kid, these guys will hunt you down and have you killed the moment they get the slightest idea you're alive. You carry their secrets, it's only convenient they bury them with you. Your emotions will only get you killed. This is a power s

Now, that daughter was my mate, and I was head over heels in love with her. I should have saved her brother. Her sob reached my ears, and my heart broke into a thousand pieces. "I am sorry. I am not usually like this," she said amidst sobbing. I sat up from the ground. My own tears tugged at the corners of my eyes. Maybe I made a mistake. It was not the moon goddess I was mad at; I was mad at myself. At that moment, I realised that I had just blamed the poor goddess for my actions, but I was solely responsible for them, and I don't know if it is too late to make amends.

I shook my head, “No. I am so angry at God. I’m trying to understand how God can be so damn cruel. Not just Julliette. Like baptizing, for example. Why do we believe people are born inherently bad? Babies that aren’t baptized go to hell if they die. Why let kids die anyway? And wars? I mean… There can’t be a god out there, right? If he were, he would be such an asshole.” Kennedy raised her eyebrow and looked at me like momma used to look at me when she thought I was crazy. “So you’re blaming God? Everything is His fault now? I thought you told me to think about accountability. You still have a choice. God is just there, he doesn't control you or your life.”

"Are you sure? Cause I feel like I am a bad person!” "Baby you are not." Mother says over the FaceTime , "you can't keep on beating yourself over and over again whenever you make a mistake or feel some type of a way Aria. I know you, you are my daughter and ever since you were little, you would always punish yourself whenever you saw yourself doing something you were not supposed to do or that you thought was wrong before the Lord. You would starve yourself when you lied. You will beat yourself up when you found out that you forgot your purse and you came across a homeless man or woman so you couldn't give them anything else other than love and a word of motivation. You love beating yourself

I explained with a sigh, “She’s been blaming herself.” “And that’s how it should be,” Faith said, making me feel angry. “Excuse me?” I asked offended by his remark, “How could you say that?” Faith’s stern eyes looked at me. “Because I warned her so many times, she heeds no warning now she has to bear the consequences,” Faith said with arms crossed, “As a goddess, she knew everything leads to consequences. But her stubbornness and greediness earn her what? Death? Pain? Blame? Guilt? She should have thought things before.”

It was no use… The tears continued to fall. “Why did you have to go, Ellie?” I sobbed. “I feel so broken. Nothing is the same. I'm doing stupid shit, and I'm not the nice guy I used to be.” I rocked my head back and forth in my hands. “I just want you to come back. I keep blaming myself for what happened to you. You don't deserve this. You should be here with me and Keelan.” I screamed out. I cried and screamed, kicking and punching the ground as I yelled. I knew there was a God out there… Even though I wasn’t religious. But why did God have to let this happen?! Why did God let bad things happen to good people?!

But suddenly she'd become somber, and she'd quietly whispered, looking into my eyes. "I want to do all of those. But... if... if by any chance this goes downhill, I want you to remember that this is NOT your fault at all. It's not. Maybe I was meant to be this way, so it was bound to happen. Just don't blame yourself, Eves. I can't see you that way. It hurts me that you're feeling guilty of something that was not in our hands more than it hurts me being here like this. So please, just... don't blame yourself, okay?"