Romans & histoires If It Isn't The Consequences Of My Actions

I took a step back, let go of the door knob and walked away, knowing my actions would have consequences. Consequences I may not be strong enough to bear.

I also won’t be able to fulfill the promise to stop putting myself in harm’s way because I am here in Cambodia, preparing as if I have a war to face. “When you ransacked my car that night, it also meant that you had already dug your own grave, Nala,” he said seriously. I couldn’t see any emotion in his eyes right now. “Always remember that in every action that you take, there are consequences in exchange.” After he said that, the waiter arrived with our order. I couldn’t bring myself to smile back at the waiter because of the conversation I had with Hugo. I know that there are consequences for what I did. I didn’t disregard that fact from the start, but I didn’t expect karma to come this har

"I am saying that people sometimes make mistakes, Lessie. They cannot figure out when to stop pushing, or else they do so and invite disaster to themselves." I felt myself becoming less confident. "You are actually blaming them?“ "I just want to state that" Man's actions have consequences. "I am not one who tolerates rejections or betrayals. You do, don’t you?" I moved back a bit. "What if I decide not to have the wedding with you?" He looked at me for a long time, his face showing no emotion. Then he threw up his shoulders as if he didn't care. "I don't know," he said, "I would just have to watch how you make such a fool of yourself."

I kept my attention on what I was doing for a second longer before setting the plate down and turning to face him. “I’m not walking away,” I said. “I’m trying to think.” “You’ve done enough of that.” “That’s easy for you to say,” I replied, crossing my arms lightly as I met his gaze. “You don’t seem to think about consequences.” “I do,” he said, stepping closer, his tone lowering slightly. “I just don’t let them stop me.” “That’s not how life works.” “It is if you decide it is.” I let out a quiet breath, shaking my head slightly as I looked at him. “You can’t just decide something like this and expect everything else to fall into place.”

The unexpected seems to follow you around the corner, and your life is in turmoil for the bad choices that you have made. If I had been more cautious and not acted on impulse, I would not have gotten into that car like a maniac and put the lives of not only myself but that of my child in danger. So taken that each cause has a reaction, here I find myself as a direct result of something that I could have handled in a far better way.

All because I thought I could have everything without sacrificing anything. Dr. Williams had asked me in our last session what I learned from all of this. I didn't have an answer then. But sitting in that hotel room with a box of office supplies and a destroyed career I finally understood. Actions have consequences. Choices matter. You can't destroy people and expect to keep the things you built. Eventually the foundation cracks. Eventually everything falls apart. Eventually you end up alone in a hotel room with nothing but regrets and the knowledge that you did this to yourself.

"What do you mean by consequences?" "You may not be able to bring back my daughter and this is where the consequences of your actions will receive its punishment. I am going to transfer a huge sum to you, if you are able to find my daughter, you will take the rest of the money but if you are not able to find her, you will pay me double of the amount that I gave to you and if you try to run away with my money, then you will have your life to pay with," I listed his words out to her slowly, with the intention of making her remember. Flashback ends>><<

Daniel leaned forward slightly more, his voice gentler. “You couldn’t have known.” “But I should have,” I said quickly. That guilt came fast. Too fast. “You made a decision based on what you believed was true at the time,” he replied. “That matters.” I shook my head slowly. “It doesn’t feel like it matters right now.” And that was the truth. Because now everything felt like it had consequences I hadn’t fully seen before. The room fell quiet again. But this time, it didn’t feel as suffocating.

“That’s your karma. Live with it. Live with the consequences that your actions led you to.” Just like that, I left her dumbfounded. She should learn that all actions, right or not will return to her.

"That's the problem with you, Luke. You never know until the moment's passed." He advanced a cautious step, holding out his hand. "I'm not the same man." She regarded him. "No? Then why do I still get the feeling that I'm always the one picking up after you?" He looked down, shame etched on his face. "I… I didn't think one night would matter. We were both young, drunk. I was stupid. I never thought—" He swallowed, voice catching. "Not consequences." Amiriam's breathing was a constricted thread of sound. "Consequences don't care about our reasons. They arrive whether we invite them or not."