Guilt is intense. Suffocating. A brick, tied quietly around your ankles while you sleep. You never fall slowly into guilt-you wake up with little time to take your last breath before being pulled under.

I just…I’ve fantasized about peace and quiet for so long, dreamt about being left alone…but when the TV was off, and the sun was down…I’m in a full sob right now. I’ve just never felt...

But, the thing about guilt is, no one can take away for you; you have to unpack it yourself.