The environment. I know. It's not as if I have never supported environmental causes.
The allegations against Vice President Biden don't keep you awake at night, do they? It's not as if you have anything to lose if he's elected, the Vice President for the administration that allowed you and your friends to ruin my life.
The idea of doing anything that was out of step with the belief system that you're used to in order to stop making me hate you never really occurred to you, did it? What you wanted was to make as few concessions as you could, and if that wasn't enough for me, you could live without me just fine, no matter how strenuously you complained about how I had broken your heart.
The more I lose, the longer I live a terrible life, the more you feel I wasn't worth caring about. That's how you think about me, when you think about me, isn't it?
Sometimes you're a little bit sorry for me, but then you figure I could have had a good life if I hadn't been so stubborn when you were still interested in dating me, and if I'm old and ugly and poor, it's my fault for passing you by when I had a few years of youth left. You never really stop thinking about revenge for that, do you? It's never your fault. It's never anything you did wrong. You don't think so.
You don't need my forgiveness. You and everyone else, you're happy that I have a bad life. It makes you happy that you have inflicted so much pain on me, pain that's never going to go away.