I was texting and driving when this woman cut me off with her scooter. It was mostly her fault my car hit her scooter, but I hadnt been texting I probably would have been able to break in time to avoid the colision. Now she has a fractured tailbone. I told no one I was on my phone because I was afraid of the consequences, and because frankly I do it all the time. The more time passes, the worse I feel because it makes me feel part guilty, and Im not taking any blame for this, she is taking all the blame. But im fine, and shes got a fractured tailbone. The guilt is killing me. I havent been able to share this with anyone, not even my closest friends and therapist, but I had to let it out somehow.