You fucked up bigtime, and now your children no longer care.
How did it feel to lose everyone in your life? For your family and
friends to stay away?
How did it feel to be the most intelligent man in your family, but the
only one to die alone?
You considered me dead ten years ago. And I saw you likewise.
But now I don't need to do any considering anymore.
I don't like myself at this very moment. Gloating. Relieved. Almost thankful.
I am not a good human being right now. I loathe myself this very second.
I do not want to feel this way. But I feel it still. You made me so.