Please Tell Mom This Is Not Her Fault Novels & Stories

“Look at me.” She reluctantly held his gaze, her own shining with unshed tears. “This is not your fault,” he stated, each word deliberate and clear, meant to penetrate the self-blame that had been drilled into her. “You have nothing to be sorry for. The only people at fault here are Oliver and his mother. What I did, I did because it was the right thing to do. For the hundredth time, you’re not at fault. Do you understand?”

She whispered and I felt some tears escape my eyes as well. "I'm so sorry, Mom. I tried to save him. I was too slow. It's all my fault. He's dead because of me." I cried back and felt everyone in the room freeze as my Mom pulled back to look at me. "Don't say that! None of this is your fault. You did nothing wrong and I won't tolerate you saying anything of the sort." Mom snapped in her no nonsense voice that I knew better than to argue with.

I hadn't even seen the signs; I hadn't even been there when he needed me most; I had failed him. Fresh tears fell, I just couldn't hold it. "Dad," I whispered. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." "Come here, sweetheart," Mom called, opening her arms. "It's my fault mom, I should have seen it, I...." "It's okay," Mom cut me short and pulled me into her arms. "My baby, you did nothing wrong, okay? This isn't your fault," she murmured against my hair. I buried my face in her shoulder, sobbing out my heart.

She apologizes yet again. “It’s not your fault, Mother. It was never your fault. I think this time, it’s my fault. I should’ve seen this coming. I should have known this sort of thing would happen to me.” Mother clasped her hand over mine, shaking her head softly “No, no, that’s not true. It’s never your fault baby. Never your fault. How would you have known this sort of thing would happen? It was never your fault so please don’t think that way.” Mother says and I smile, albeit bitterly.

“This is not your fault. Do you hear me? You didn’t do this. They did.” Tears streamed down her cheeks. “If something happens…”

The guilt of feeling that it was all my fault that she had nearly lost her life was a little bit overwhelming; I could barely keep my emotions under control. “You don't have to feel like it's your fault,” my mother said and reached for my hands, wrapping hers around mine. “But it's obviously my fault, so I have to take responsibility for it. I shouldn't have played that game with Alex on that day, or maybe I shouldn't have tried to hide as far away as possible,” I said in a low voice that was just barely audible. “No, you were just playing like every other kid, and something tragic happened; it wasn't like it was what you had in mind to do,” she replied with a reassuring tone and a genuine s

“I’m so sorry I haven’t been here, Sophiana. When Jeremy left us, I couldn’t deal with the loss. Your father told me to hold on to you girls. To not push us away when we were all hurting so much. But it was like I couldn’t stop myself. None of what happened has ever been your fault, not this and not Jeremy’s accident. Life sucks, but you are so strong, Sweetheart. I’m just so sorry I left you girls to fend for yourselves all this time.” Light spreads through my chest at her honest words. She never blamed me. A part of me always longed to know that it wasn’t my fault and my mother didn’t truly blame me for his death and now my heart is a little lighter from that burden. I nod and kiss my mom’

She shoved my mother aside and rushed through the door. Panic surged through me as I rushed over to check whether my mother was hurt. She lay on the floor, weeping softly. “Steven, I failed you. I couldn’t protect you. I should never have stopped you from divorcing her back then. I should never have...” I stood frozen in place. None of it had been her fault. In the end, the blame lay with me. I wrapped my arms around my mother and said softly, “Mom, it’s not your fault. All I want now is for you to live the rest of your life in peace.”

"It was all my fault. I failed you entirely." I reached out and gently wiped away her tears. "Mom, I understand. Those years were hard on you, too. I don't blame you. I really don't."

Ego cried bitterly. "Did she ask you to, eh?!" her mother queried as she put her arms akimbo. Ame shook her head sadly. "You didn't have to, Ego. You're hurting everyone concerned," she told her friend. Ego turned fiery as she lashed out verbally at her friend. "Yes, Ame! Go on and castigate me along with everyone else ,seeing that I put my own happiness on the line because of you! And you know what, you're nothing but an ingrate! An ingrate, do you hear?!" she spat as she headed indoors but her mother's voice stopped her in her tracks.