Where did we go wrong? Why did this all happen?
Is it our fault? Or was it preordained?
To what extent is someone responsible for themselves? Where does the onus lie? With the sufferer, who does have some power to turn themselves around, or with the onlookers? How bad is lack of action?
The answer: we all have to accept some responsibility. None of us are blameless in this.
I know that I love you, but I don’t know if you know that I love you, and I will live with regrets all my life now.
I want to go back in time.