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Where did I go wrong...? He was so exceptional at everything he did, and I always tried to tell him how proud I was...! But no matter what, nothing worked... nothing made him happy. But I never... thought it was this bad, to make him... go like that. My dear son... I'm so sorry.
...I had a good mother. She was one of the few things that didn't make me feel miserable. She uplifted me, always told me how proud she was. And my repayment for that was letting her see her own child dead on the ground... Look, I know I'm not a good person, but this was something I needed for myself. I want to believe she'd understand, but at the same time, I'd never blame her if she hated me. I just, really hope she's doing okay.
My daughter... she ran away from home shortly after her brother's death. I-I don't know where she is now, but I miss her so much. I... I always thought I was doing things right... where did I go wrong in being a mother?
[Doesn't remember her] Did I have a family? I could never hope to know now. I can only recall waking up on the mountains, all by myself. If I had one, why didn't they look for me...? ...No matter... now that I have everything I need here, they're irrelevant. They made the mistake of leaving me to die.