Personal Narrative: Tybalt's Diary

I have made a mistake which I cannot undo, in the moment it seemed to be an essential task. I killed Tybalt, if I wouldn't have would I really be a man? I recall Tybalt showering me with insults, in an attempt to try finishing what he had started back at the party, but at that point in the day I wasn't about to get into a scuffle with him and disturb the peace in this city. Even then, I understood that Tybalt fought with many citizens in Verona and I was well aware that I needed to hold back my retort, Tybalt was always a thorn in my side. I continue to have flashbacks of my friend, Mercutio, bleeding on the ground. I recall every sensation I had while I was smoldering in anger. When I remember that part of the incident, I don’t regret seeing Tybalt laying on the ground with blood flowing out of him… But from my actions I had broken the peace in Verona, everything
If I wouldn’t have even began speaking to Tybalt none of this would've happened, I would still live in Verona with my wife and my great friend, Mercutio, would still be here today. In that moment I believed killing Tybalt was the only way to rid me from my guilt of letting Mercutio die for me, but now I regret that decision greatly. Juliet shouldn't have forgave me so easily, I made a decision that I knew would intrude in our relationship and yet she still chose to love me. I was about to walk away from the scene until I noticed that I couldn't live with myself after what happened, the guilt set in like a heavy rock in my chest and I needed revenge. I know that I did this for a reason, but the outcomes of my decision have immensely impacted my life in a negative way. I continue to dream about what might have happened if only I decided to leave the situation after Mercutio had been wounded, but I could not bear the thought of asking for him the next day and finding him a grave