I helped my friend escape from abusive parents house during lockdown. I try to think about it as of good thing I did, but I still feel guilty… Because I felt like the situation is too hopeless, and I’m only pretending to help. I just accepted that he will either kill himself, his parents, or his parents kill him. Thank god, it didn’t happen, and I actually helped; but I still feel horrible for just accepting that an innocent teen might die.
