I didn't break! Anna was a child, Castiel was even younger--what they chose was right. What was done to them was so far beyond just, that-

[He stops himself short, licks his lips, and tries to force some calm cynicism back into his tone.

But whether or not he'd been disgusted by her, at one point he had loved Anna. And he's so tired of losing them.]

God let them know what He chose for me. He shouldn't have. They learned torture from Him, not understanding that the lesser angels aren't like me.