To the unfortunate souls whose lives I have taken,
I write this with a heavy heart, for I did not and do not know the paths in your life that have led you to your end. I do not know your motivation behind the actions you took or the choices you’ve made. I do not know your suffering, your grief, or your anger. I do not know whose lives I have taken you from, or the people who cared so deeply for you. I cannot for certain say that your actions were truly wrong or misguided, since I do not know what your truest intentions were. Truly and honestly, I am sorry for taking your life and causing grief to your friends and family. I have remorse for the awful thing I have done. I feel an immeasurable amount of guilt for my actions. Yet for all that I don’t know, I do know what my choices were. I know that I chose to aid my crewmates in their mission and in doing so, hindered yours. I know that I made myself feel useful in a field of battle and continued to aid my crewmates in many other missions. I made the choice to take aim and pull the trigger. I accept the responsibility of that. I accept the weight on my shoulders for that, but I do not regret it. Though I may hold this guilt, it will not stop me from making the choices I feel are right, just as you may have. I hope your souls find peace wherever they may be now.