"Maybe. But a whole load of bad choices have brought me here and I don't see a way out. I was too blind and too naive to even see I was being led down a dark path. Looking back, all the warning signs were there. Huge red flags."
He picks at the hem of his sweatshirt, tongue snaking out over his lips to dampen them. "Seriously though... don't worry about me. I'll be okay. Or I'll be dead. Either way, my problems will be over."