Acceptance (Read Description)

The most ironic thing I left out of my last upload was that one of my accusers ultimately confessed to being a pedophile themselves. I was falsely accused of sexual abuse on two separate occasions, the second one involving them, and more recently, of being a pedo myself. I've been an easy target my whole life for people to turn me into a scapegoat because I'm the weird alternative guy with long hair who dresses in black and posts stuff online that goes against the grain, but I never said anything because I knew they would deny it, and something else I learned is, the more you try to defend yourself, regardless of the evidence or lack thereof, the less people believe you. Accusations like that don't require proof to destroy a person's reputation. It only takes one allegation and you're branded with that label forever, even after you've been cleared. Nearly every person who pointed their finger at me and called me a threat ended up being exposed for the same crimes, but most of them got away with it and moved on scott-free like nothing happened, meanwhile I was left to pick up the pieces. I did so much good for people in the hopes they would see my real intentions, but it didn't matter. I was the one left to mourn, and now people in my own life don't even trust me anymore, despite the fact I was exonerated. This is what the world is now. This is what it does to people, and I have to live with it. We all do. Now that I have nothing to lose though, it's freeing. I know I'll never intentionally harm another soul as long as I live on this planet, so whatever I post, or write, or draw, or generate, I'll know what it means. Whether people believe it or not doesn't matter. To hell with 'em. Their approval means nothing anymore. It never should've in the first place, but I was desperate, and now I see it was all a big waste of time. Whatever happens from here, I don't care anymore. I'll live my truth until my time on this Earth is over. I've survived pain, and while I didn't come out entirely unscathed, I'm not broken either. If I can live through all that, the rest will be a cakewalk. That's all there is to it, I think.