Priorities.

I've done a lot of stupid things in my life, but turning my back on you when you needed me the most goes beyond the stupidest mistake I've ever made in my life. I listened to you plead and cry out to me and I promised you that I would make the tears go away, but when you were gone I turned my back on you.
The people I should have helped the most, I ignored the most. Instead I went and helped undeserving people. People who should have been my second option to begin with. How could I have done such a thing? It makes me wonder what that says about who I am and whom I going to be. I don't know why I keep helping people who are never going to be there for me in the long run; people who would look on the other side if I needed their help.
I wish I could take it all back, but I can't. All I can do now is try not to make the same mistake again because every time I think of what I did, I feel sick to my stomach. The guilt of it all eats me up like a deadly disease each day. I have not the guts to tell anyone what I did because they'd ask me the same question I've been asking myself for a while now, "how could you choose strangers over family?"