In Perspective of Macbeth

      I didn't want to do it. I really didn't. That was really a terrible thing to do considering how kind and good he was to me. He gave me the honorable title of Thane of Cawdor, and I give him a knife to the heart. I feel absolutely terrible and guilty. I honestly will never forgive myself for what I did. I want to blame my wife for convincing me to do such a deed, but then again, it was ultimately my decision. I just couldn't sit there and let her call me a coward. I wouldn't be stripped of my manhood. I shouldn't have let her get to me. I should have stood my ground and been a real man about it. In the end, I will have to deal with the awful decision I made, which will not be a fun. Not fun at all. 

     My wife has been so strong through this whole thing. She has been stronger than I have. I should be the one who is calming HER down, not the other way around. She acts as if she has done this before, and knows exactly what should be done. I am the one who has killed someone before, but war is very different. In a war, you are killing your enemies, but in this case, it was a friend. I don't get it. I don't get how she stays so strong. How does she stay so cool when she has just committed a murder of a king? Every time I hear something, I jump, and everything startles me. I just sincerely hope that this all is over soon, and I can be a strong king.