“Guilt cannot live where innocence is remembered.”
When we’re hurt — especially young, especially vulnerable — we reach for understanding.
Why did they do that?
Why didn’t someone stop it?
Why wasn’t I enough to make them stay or be kind or love me better?
And in the absence of answers, we blame the only thing we could control: ourselves.
But here’s the truth — one you may not have ever been told:
*It wasn’t your fault.*
Not because you were perfect. Not because they were monsters. But because love never asks you to earn it.
You don’t have to carry guilt for surviving. For coping. For the way you learned to protect yourself.
You can be gentle with the version of you that thought it was all because of them — or all because of you.
Today, let the guilt rest. It was never yours to hold.
Sit quietly with one hand over your heart. Breathe in slowly and imagine a warm, golden light entering your chest. With each inhale, repeat inwardly: 'I am innocent.' With each exhale, release the tension of blame. Do this for five minutes — returning every time your mind wanders.
List five things you’ve blamed yourself for that weren’t truly your fault. Beside each one, write: 'I forgive myself for believing this was mine to carry.'
Leila D. “I never realized how much guilt I still carried. I thought I had to be better, perfect, untouchable — to avoid more pain. But this cracked something open. I sobbed. And afterward… I felt lighter. Maybe for the first time.”
You are not broken — you were burdened. And burdens can be lifted.