Context: my older "brother" molested me when I was a 3yo child. My mother knew about it and I was expected to bury it for years and years. Finally at (currently) 25 years old, I completely broke down, had a panic attack and had to go to the hospital over it. When I got back home, I was forced into a family meeting with him where he apologize and I was asked if I could forgive him. Which my response was "No". He left and after a few days, I get a text by my mother saying he's homeless thanks to me. I confronted her about the texted, and she told me she didn't want to talk to me and that she was *******. I ended up self harming and going to the hospital. When u came back, he was there and the door to my room was completely removed. I left that house and we only spoke once after one the phone. She told me before we got off the phone "Don't burn the bridge that leads back home".

Context for the brother part: he came home one day when he was little and apparently he was talking about self harm. When I went into the room to see what was going on, she told me that he gets that from me. That happened when I was 14yo.

I wrote this one a long while ago when someone close to me passed away.

I thought this girl would be someone I was gonna marry. I knew her for more than 10 years, but after her brother died with cancer and my grandmother passed in a month span, we started to having issues constantly. She became someone that wasn't the person I knew and loved. Eventually, she broke up with me and I didn't handle it well. I thought if I can't be with her anymore, then I have to burn every piece of that bridge that leads back to her. I have regrets, it's been over 3 years and I still haven't fully gotten over her. I should have gotten over her by now, specially since I have a new partner. I hate myself for feeling like this while with her.