They waited for life to happen to them. They waited for someone to save them. Or heal them. They did nothing for themselves.

Mom always liked to say that we hardly ever know the decisions we make that change our lives, mostly because they are little ones. You took this bus instead of that one and ended up meeting your soul mate, that kind of thing. But there was no doubt in my mind that this was one of those life-changing moments.

Choices made, whether bad or good, follow you forever and affect everyone in their path one way or another.

People make decisions, and maybe you don't always agree, but those choices are still their own.

I know I should just leave. Just go. Because there's a point where a mistake turns into a big mistake, and I should probably come to my senses before I get there.

Every bargain we made was chewed over carefully before it was swallowed. Each one seemed like the best choice at the time, and yet it seemed that we swallowed enough unwholesome things to bring us down to the very edge of death.