if I had woken up just 5 minutes earlier, I couldve saved his f*cking life.
If I knew what it meant when my dad puked in the car I could have taken him to hospital and he'd likely still be here. I used to beat myself up over it and even s/harm now it just makes me sad. Just keep going and while the sorrow never really goes the white heat of guilt and self loathing will.
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