I feel so torn, being here.
On one hand, it's the first time in more years than I can remember that I feel as though I can truly experience inner peace. A clean slate. A fresh start. The chance to rewrite my story.
But on the other hand... I don't feel I deserve it. Any of it. All the death I caused... and the one I failed to prevent... why was I brought here, instead of her? I deserve to know pain. To know torment. She was the one who deserved to know peace and love.
Why am I here