Guilt by Ilariya

I am horrible mother.
Now they don’t understand, they are even happy. But when then they grow up they will never forgive me. Everyone would judge me. But I was so tired… No, it shouldn’t be the reason for something like that. I am so weak. I want to give them the best. And yet I fail again and again. But they were against it. No, that’s not on them. They are just children. We should have come home. But as I thought about how much time I have to spend on cooking. So I just bought them Happy Meals. I shouldn’t have done that.