Un libro al azar/A random book

it is my fault? (idk)

In the quiet suburb of Brookdale, where the streets were lined with rows of neatly trimmed lawns and the houses stood like sentinels against the passage of time, there lived a young woman named Lily. Her days were filled with the soft hum of routine, her heart heavy with the weight of a question that haunted her every waking moment: "Is it my fault?"

Lily had grown up in a household where blame was as common as the air she breathed. From a young age, she had been taught to shoulder the burden of responsibility, to carry the weight of her family's expectations on her slender shoulders.

And so, when tragedy struck and her parents' marriage crumbled beneath the weight of their own insecurities, Lily couldn't help but wonder if she was to blame. She replayed the scenes of their arguments in her mind, searching for clues, for signs that she could have done something—anything—to prevent the inevitable collapse of their once-happy home.

But no matter how hard she tried to find answers, the question remained unanswered, a silent specter that loomed over her like a dark cloud.

In the years that followed, Lily carried the weight of her guilt like a heavy cloak, her every action shadowed by the fear that she was somehow responsible for the pain and suffering of those she loved. She pushed away friends and family, convinced that her presence only brought sorrow and strife.

But amidst the darkness that threatened to consume her, Lily found a glimmer of hope—a light that shone bright even in the darkest of nights. It was in the gentle words of a friend, the comforting embrace of a loved one, that she found solace and understanding.

Slowly but surely, Lily began to realize that she was not alone—that the weight of blame she carried was not hers to bear alone. She learned that sometimes, bad things happened, and there was no one to blame, no one to hold responsible for the twists and turns of fate.

And as she let go of the guilt that had held her captive for so long, Lily felt a weight lift from her shoulders—a burden lifted, a heart set free. For she knew that while she may never have all the answers, she could choose to forgive herself, to let go of the past and embrace the promise of a brighter future, one filled with hope, love, and the unwavering belief that sometimes, the only fault lies in holding onto blame when it no longer serves a purpose.