Guilt is absurd to deal with. Like an onion, the layers manifest themselves with the promise of more weeping and sniffing. But how guilty should you feel?
Should you feel guilty if you are actually powerless in a situation? Should you feel guilty if you hurt someone for self preservation? Does guilt dull it’s edges with time or forgiveness? Is it actually possible to forgive oneself?
And what of the fuzzy lines that divide guilt and regret? Does regret validate guilt?
But there are things that you regret that you wouldn’t change anyway. So the guilt continues. Like an onion it is pungent. But onions go well with tomatoes. I am not sure guilt does.