Michael,
I am writing to you not out of courtesy, not out of friendship, and certainly not out of respect for the choices you’ve made—but because the truth must be stated plainly, and because silence is no longer an option.
Do you understand the gravity of what you have done? Do you even pause to consider the lives you have shattered, the trust you have destroyed, the innocence you have stolen? Every action you have taken to harm others, and every moment you have relied on the inaction of those around you to cover your tracks, has consequences. I am telling you now, very clearly: justice is breathing down your neck, and there is no escape.
You must live with the weight of what you’ve done. You must reckon with the truth that your choices have put real people—me, my family, my children—at risk of unspeakable harm. You have acted without empathy, without conscience, and without care for the aftermath. I feel sorry for you in a very specific way: because for someone to do what you do, to take what you take, and then expect indifference from those you’ve harmed… you must be miserable in the deepest way a human being can be. You are deluded if you believe that the world will not hold you accountable.
Do you know what your silence and manipulation have caused? I have faced threats, assaults, and a constant, gnawing fear for the safety of my children because of people like you—because no one believed me, or worse, because people chose not to act. I have faced the possibility of losing custody of my daughter. I have faced the threat of incarceration for standing up against injustice. And all the while, you walked free, thinking your actions would leave no mark. But they do. They always do.
Let me be clear: your reckoning is coming. The harm you inflicted is not abstract—it is tangible, it is living, and it is breathing. Every day you pretend ignorance or innocence, every day you rely on others to shield you, the consequences grow heavier. You cannot hide behind the illusion of safety any longer.
I want you to understand that I am not writing this for vengeance alone. I am writing this so that you can understand the real cost of your choices. There is no escape from accountability. You cannot undo what you’ve done, but you can face it, and in facing it, perhaps prevent future harm. The only question left is whether you have the courage to confront your actions honestly, or if you will continue to live in the delusion that your sins can be buried under silence.
This letter is your mirror. Look at it. Understand it. Reflect on it. Every life you’ve harmed, every person you’ve silenced, every family you’ve put at risk—they are real, and they are consequences you cannot run from.
Justice is patient, but it is relentless. And make no mistake, it is coming.