A life story in which I am not included

We should not stop living, even for those who matter most to us. Guo ni ziji de shenghuo.

Every story ends with a happy ending. However, this happens only in stories because it's our fantasy. In the world we live in, our life story starts with a happy ending. The same happened in my life. To be more precise. It is happening.
First, I would like to ask a question. Tell me if the things happening around you are taking place due to their cause, but it is your fault. It is not you who did it, and neither do you blame yourself you doing it, but still it's you who did it, and it's your fault. What would you do in such a situation? Will you sink deep into depression, or will you happily believe what others say and let it go every time it happens? The same happens with someone very close to me. I asked her not to believe their nonsense, but she was a person with little or no heart; she takes the blame every time. Sometimes I ask her to give them the answer and shut their mouths. Sometimes she listens to my advice and sometimes she doesn't. When she listens to me, she won't do any kind of misbehavior, but she just tries to explain her reasons, but no one wants to hear anything from her. To her belief, people indeed believe what they want to believe. Nothing else matters. She just fell deeper and deeper into her thoughts, thinking about what she should do to make those people believe that it is not her fault. Be it her family, friends, classmates, or relatives