I used to believe that everything was my fault, if someone was upset, it was my fault, if someone was alone, it was fault, if someone was in pain, it was my fault. My Brian had manipulated me into thinking, that no matter what I did, all I was capable of doing was hurt those around me. I know now that that's not the case, but I guess the trait of constantly apologising has stayed, and I only realised I still do that, to this day, when my friend pointed it out, asking why i did that, it made my brain have a field day, thinking all the old things that I had grown to dislike about myself, and how difficult it is to change, stupid silly habits
