I feel guilty for a lot of things. First off i feel guilty for telling my former friend that it didn’t matter that her friend killed himself. I also feel guilty for telling one of my former friends that i wouldn’t care that they became trans out of the blue, but i could help but think she was lying or trying to make an excuses for stalking and being a creep to some girl she liked when she was a he. I also felt guilt for simply not caring or loving my step mother and sister, for some reason i just can’t find a way to care about them. I also feel guilty for not talking to my dad enough, hes not dead so i can still interact with him but i find it so draining to do so. I also feel guilty for not visiting my mother enough when she was dyeing of cancer, for some reason i made it seem like a chore to spend time with my dying mother. And my last guilt would be not totally my fault but i should have seen it coming and more carful, i was click random links on the dark web and stumbled upon cp and i felt like throwing up. i feel guilty for not being able to do anything for the kids that are going through such suffering even now i feel like crying over my powerlessness. But i guess that’s what it means to be human.