Throughout this entire ordeal, over a quarter century worth of my life has been spent trying to undo the damage caused by people who destroyed my reputation and had intimate details that would have proved my innocence all along. Their oppression has made me into the person I am, and I will never become the person I was supposed to be. However, I know, I will never be like them, and for that, I am grateful. 

Don’t think I don’t know exactly how you will twist that statement, just like you contort everything about me into something negative. You’ll say that they prevented me from becoming like them, but that was never even a possibility. They were born the way they are, and they will die that way. I was pigeon holed by rumors and misinformation by people who knew the truth. By people who knew me all my life and never once saw me be anything but kind and gentle. I abhor violence, and because of the traumas that make up a majority of my life, I could never stomach victimizing someone in those ways. I was a good boy, and told the truth, and was punished regardless of those undeniable facts.