Romans & histoires It's Not His Fault He Can't Read

You're hurting yourself. "I'm punishing myself." Mr Heirden hit his heart hard, tears lingered in the old man's aging eyes, he emotionally said, "If only we were rich, my son would not have suffered like this." "Don't blame yourself, Pa. This is not your fault.", says Morgan and frowns. "This is fate's fault."

He needs to calm himself. Grabbing onto her hand, entwining our fingers, ''Mom, please, don't put the blame on him. It's not his fault, it's never Alex's fault. He was in Singapore, okay? I'm glad that he's here. That's enough. It happened, we can't change it.''

Tony flung his hands out in frustration. "No… not 'till you genuinely admit it wasn't yer fault. I can't stand the thought that you'd blame yerself. It wasn't yer fault," he said softly. Tony looked him in the eye and gave a minute nod before he put his arm behind his knees and across his back again. As usual, he lifted him as if he were a sack of flour. "Hey, you didn't-"

I thought he had gone crazy. He said, "No. It's my fault. I've been gone and I barely talk to you anymore. I haven't been doing my job and I promise to fix it." I replied, "No it's not your fault, but that is part of the problem." "Part of the problem?" He asked with an emphasis on 'the.'

I had fallen right into her trap and now there is no way out. But in all reality,this is all my fault. If I hadn't gotten involved with him then he would not be here. Maybe he would be in the hospital looking after some old woman with a mean attitude. "It's not your fault." His voice brings me back. "I wanted this for myself,just as much as you wanted me." I forgot the part where he reads my mind like he reads his medical books. "Cute." He goes round to his back and starts to massage his shoulders. "How long does your erection last?"

He said it, like he was short of breath, feeling the ache begin to curl up in his chest. "No, it's not your fault. Just like it wasn’t the king’s fault what happened." Godiva says, taking a hold of his hands. "You both had no control over what happened. Situations happen that are way beyond our capability, and despite how devastating they might seem, we can always scale through them."

“No, it is not. Everything you have been going through these past few weeks has not been your fault.” I am quiet now. Because she is right. It is not my fault. It is not my fault that I have been without a job for over a month. It is not my fault that I am blacklisted. But I know whose fault it is...It is Zion Koh Foster’s. And he will pay with the baby he loves the most. His company.

“But...” “No. Listen to me,” I cupped his face again, refusing to let him retreat into that familiar place of self-blame. “This was Aiden’s fault not yours. You gave me a job and damn it you gave it to Marcus too, whatever we do with the opportunity is our fault not yours, you can't blame yourself for the evil deeds of others.” After everything I said ,he still didn’t look convinced. I sighed. “This is why you’re impossible.” “I’m not impossible.”

I plead "you don't anything,you won't understand losing someone important to your life,you don't understand how it feels to see two people in your life that you love die and knowing it is your fault and you could have prevented it"he yells in my face "no it is your fault,you couldn't have done anything to prevent it"I try console him to stop the self blaming. "no it is,I killed her,I let her drive through the storm ,if only I called her"he says

he had finished sadly, and had looked away. Philip had patted him on the shoulder and looked at him straight in the face as he had told him, "It's never too late, mate! You can be anything you want to be!" Now as Julius walked up to him, Philip paused in his raking of the leaves to hear what he had to say. Julius was learning to read the Bible once again and would often come to Philip to ask questions which were confusing to him. Philip knew it was only a matter of time before Julius would be on the right track once more.