You are just a horrible person. It may not be all your fault, but it is your responsibility.

You don't fucking care about anyone but yourself. We can see through your performance. Sure, you make sure to donate to the causes you believe in from your excess. Sure, you've shown up to a protest or two with your friends and made sure you were seen. Sure, you've helped out a "friend in need" when it made you feel better about your life. But you've never risked anything, not even a slight discomfort, to help make this world a better place for those not yourself. Beyond that, you are a spoiled selfish brat.

All you care about is playing house, playing pretend, making sure that you are seen keeping up with the jones, never mind that the jones are traitors to our country and reality.

And you've done terrible terrible things, I'm not going to get into it here, but you know what you have done. You've done your best to dismiss and numb the reality of your actions for sometime, but the guilt and the shame, just keeps creeping in. These are the actions that will define you. And I don't mean in the eyes of god, or sometime later in life, but very soon.

And that's the poetic justice of all this, your trial won't start in the courtroom, it won't start with a summons, it will start with you slowly realizing how everyone is looking at you. It will start with you realizing, they all know. It will start with the violent rebirth of your conscience.

Welcome to the real world, crawl fast.