I know who you are now. Don't bother with the silver tongue anymore. I know what I did and I know what part I played in it, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life trying to deal with that. But maybe I could've fought it if I didn't think some deep-seated piece of me was telling me there was no point. Or maybe it would've taken longer, and people could have seen it coming and been ready.
I'm not trying to duck blame, not this time. But I damn well know things would have been different somehow if you weren't in my head.