I didn't always. Or I told myself I did.

[They sound decidedly nonplussed about all of it. It's practically rote at this point. They confess their sins and then wonder when those consequences will come. And when they do come, they can hardly bear it. For all their eagerness to punish themself, it's harder, it seems, when someone else is willing to take up that mantle like they keep insisting they should.]

I think some part of me still thinks that by trying now, I can make up for what I've done. But I know I can't, really.