You cannot undo the past; you can only learn to live with it, find some way of making peace with it, and move on.
What else could he possibly have done? What choices did he ever have?
If I move, if I speak, if I so much as blink, I'm going to lose this battle.
How-how can we make it against the whole world?
If I keep breathing, then I have to keep living, and if I keep living, then I have to keep hurting, and I can't - not like this.
The words fire from my mouth like bullets, ricocheting off the walls before I can even register what I'm saying.