"I didn't set out to hurt anyone. It just kinda... happened." Will scuffed his hand on the floor. God, this was exhausting. All of this. Having to dig everything over with every new conversation, having to beg forgiveness of everyone. He let his head fall back against the door frame.
"So I've stopped drinking. I'm gonna see a counselor. I haven't been home in a week to give Alan space. I don't know what else to do."