I will never forget those of your who were silent when I was at the peak of my suffering.
I will never forget those of you who privately prayed and publicly did — nothing.
I will never do to another what you have done to me.
What you have done by doing nothing is far worse than the original injury.
You stood by while I was slaughtered — in silence.
You, who had a voice, did not cry out, even as I suffocated in silence.
You did not come to my aide when the terror and spurning were at their worst.
I will never do to another what you have done to me — not even to you.
Because YOU are not who I want to be.