Andrew tends to blame himself for all the bad stuff that's happened to those around him - his stepdad abusing his mom, relationships with women gone wrong, fellow soldiers dying in combat, and now not able to help Kasey with her marital problems. In this scene, his PTSD is flaring up pretty badly, and Kasey is trying to console him.
“Let me help you.”
“You’re fighting your own battles,” he said, looking through me as if he’d had this conversation a hundred times already with a hundred other women. Maybe he had. “And you and I are so different, I don’t know how you could help me. You don’t know what this is like.”
“No, but I still want to help you if I can.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m going to, Kasey. I’m going to hurt you bad, and I don’t know how I’ll live with that.
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