I harbor guilt because I couldn’t save my mother from her mental illness when I was a child or what I put my 32-year-old daughter through from infancy.
My former alcohol abuse swirls in my mind. And the thought of what my three children endured due to my mental illness and behavior still haunts me from time to time.
And even though they’ve forgiven me, it’s still hard for me to let go. Therefore, if I could tape one word across my forehead, it would be “guilt.” If you’ve ever experienced such guilt, you know how gut-wrenching it can be, and it gnaws at you.Read more on themighty.com