Blame Yourself Or God Novels & Stories

"That was not your fault, it was their own carelessness of parking somewhere that is asking for trouble. The death of the two guardians rest on all our consciences, I hope that you will not think of their deaths as your burden to bear, because it isn't." I stared at him in surprise. How on earth did he know what I was thinking? "You're thinking, how does he know, aren't you?" "Yes…" I smiled sheepishly. "It's on your face and in your nature. We all know that you have a tendency to blame yourself for everything even when it's not actually your fault. Like the problem with Marissa, you blame yourself for her expulsion right?" "No, I blame myself for ruining her life." "You really shouldn't do

I want you to be those insignificant things in my life. Because you so aren't worth it. ............................................... #Day 4 Sometimes I just wonder maybe it was me who was not able to gain your trust, but then I ask this simple question to myself how I could have done thing differently.. you know what answer I get, nothing...nothing at all. Because I gave you my everything so there wasn't pretty much more left to do. So stop making me feel miserable and make me blame myself for evey damn thing. It's your fucking fault and you should be the one suffering, Isn't it? I am tired of hearing that life is not fair to some. What is god for, then?

Sometimes you can’t help but question the things that are going on in your life. Sometimes when too many bad things happen to us, we can’t help but ask for reasons from the gods as to why these things keep happening to us. But the most common thing that we do when we can’t find enough reason is to put the blame on somebody else. I wish I could put the blame on somebody else. Although I did blame my sister for a while. Until I was able to accept what happened as something that was beyond her. Well, until now.

"You're as blameless in this as I am. This is just what the Moon Goddess decided for us. I have no idea why, but her wisdom is not something for us to question." I bit my tongue. I wanted this to be a proper apology, not something that turned into another argument. And if I said anything about my doubts about the Moon Goddess, then there was no doubt that this was going to be an argument. And I still had more things to say. I didn't want to get sidetracked by anything else. "But there are some parts that were my fault," I told him again, shaking my head. It would be the easiest thing in the world to just blame fate, to just blame the way the world worked, and make everything about everything

He deserved nothing good. How could his daughter blame herself for something that wasn’t her fault, something that she knew nothing about? He found his feet stepping forward as his eyes fell on Bree who had her head lowered as tears streamed down her cheek. He dropped the book in the closet and brought his attention to Bree. “It’s fine, don’t blame yourself, okay?” The mother and daughter were fond of blaming themselves for situations that had nothing to do with them. They found themselves overthinking almost all the time.

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?"

"Honey please stop, you can't blame yourself." "How can I not when everything that is happening is happening because of me," she said. "When our lives are as messed up as they are because of me. When our lives have been completely turned upside down because of me. There is no one else to blame but me." "I'm not going to let you do that." "Whether you let me do it or not you know it's true. You know that our lives are an effing mess because of me." "Our lives are not a mess," he said.

If they take a DNA sample, then they would know immediately who the culprit is. “Stop blaming yourself.” He said without even looking at me. He looked straight ahead as he walked with his hands in the front pockets of his jeans. I chew on my lower lip. Blame myself? Am I? It is what I’ve been doing ever since Shedim told me what had happened. “What makes you think I am blaming myself?” I give a humourless laugh but I felt dark inside, hopeless. He nodded slowly. “That’s how you are but you shouldn’t. There was nothing you could have done.”

"How many times should I say, so you will stop blaming yourself?." I asked while gripping his shoulders tightly. "Never. It has always been my fault. I should have come home when mum asked. Then she would have been here." He continued blaming himself. "ADAM, STOP BLAMING YOURSELF," I shouted on his face. "I lost someone I love and I know how it feels. You would never know. So, shut the hell up." He shouted back.

Why? "Oh my God, this is all my fault."