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I... I don't know what to say. All I feel is selfish, sad, angry, and pained. I never knew not wanting to know him for the past two years would hurt me SO bad now. And the fact I get so much disrespect from his family is apaulling. If it wasn't for my lush bank account that he was the guardian over, that family would be below the poverty line. I'm left with nothing. Everything is in that bitch's name. If it wasn't for her, we would have never gotten in that argument that led to me moving out. If it wasn't for me being so selfish, I could have kept him happy and prevented him from committing suicide.