I'm writing this out in hopes that whoever reads this will figure out the truth, and that I'm not crazy.
I know it's a long shot, but I need to explain myself.
I don't care how many times I have to defend myself.
I'm not insane.
What I saw was real.
And what I did was all for my own safety, and the safety of my family.
I didn't want them to be killed.
But no one believed me.
They locked me away.
They called me a murderer.
They called me a cannibal.
It's horrible in here.
The smell of sterilising chemicals in my cell and the constant talks with doctors who think they can help me.
But they never listen.
They never understand.
No matter how many times I explain it all to them.
They say I'm making it up.
They say I'm trying to hide my true feelings.
My true motives.
After a while, I just had to nod my head every session to whatever they said.
"Yes, I understand I'm insane", I would say.
"Yes, I understand what I did was wrong", I would say.
I knew what I did was wrong, but they'd ne