I feel the need to write this in response to some recent and heartfelt criticism. These are the scribbles of someone who is honestly, mentally impaired. I am very much a fearful person. I recoil at progressivism and show disgust. My sympathies are short-sighted and short-lived. This is not a new gospel nor a self-help book. I am not here to save you — you are here to save me. This is not your echo-chamber; this should be a wakeup call. There is no red-pill here. This is its natural end. You can rationalize hatred and racism and every other “-ism” in any way you want, but nothing practical will ever come of it. I understand how you have been led down this path, but you can choose for this to be the end of it. Wake up. Listen to my voice and hear it. Love will always be our savior. I do not support any actions by members of this group. Everything written here is to be taken as satire. I am not the voice of a generation, radicalized by reddit downvotes. I have learned to love the pain — choosing to look for answers in all of the wrong places.