Yes, I know I'm being unfair and wrong and will probably be condemned to eternal hell for this.
I can't help it, you know? You've made me this way.
I worshipped the ground you walked on.
I idolized you. You were everything for me.
Mama says I should respect you no matter what. I can't. You are responsible for this. For all of us losing all respect for you.
I can't stop, I can't, can't.
I hate myself for this.
You. Did This.