You Know What You Did...

You Know Who You Are and What You’ve Done.

There’s a point in life where words just don’t suffice. When the actions of others speak volumes louder than any explanation I could offer. You know who you are, and you know what you’ve done. There’s no need for a breakdown or a play-by-play because the truth hangs heavy in your conscience. This isn’t about me pointing fingers or seeking vengeance. It’s a simple acknowledgment of the facts: you did it, you know you did it, and you’re the one who has to live with it.

For years, the attempts to tear me down have been relentless. They tried every trick in the book—lies, slander, whispers in the dark—all to break me. Yet, here I stand. Not because I had to prove something to anyone, but because I refused to let them define me. They thought their tactics would bury me, that I’d fade into the background. But what they never understood is that I don't need validation or anyone's permission to stand tall. I don’t need to plead my case or go on a crusade to expose every wrong. The people involved know what they’ve done, and they’ll carry that weight forever.

The Burden of Guilt.

Here’s the thing about guilt: it’s a quiet, insidious beast. You can try to shove it down, bury it beneath layers of denial, but it finds a way to resurface. The truth clings. You see, the beauty of truth is that it doesn’t rely on perception. It just is. So, while some may continue their performances, play their games, and tell themselves they got away with it, they’ll never escape the reality of their actions.

They conspired, plotted, and twisted the narrative. I don’t even need to know all the specifics because, deep down, they do. Every participant, every enabler, and every instigator knows their role. There’s no need for me to dig up every corner of this mess. It’s on their shoulders. They know what they did. They know what they cost me and my family. And it’s not me who has to grapple with the knowledge of having betrayed, deceived, and conspired. It’s them.

No Explanation Necessary.

People often expect a battle—a back-and-forth where accusations are hurled, and defenses are mounted. But that’s not the path I’ve chosen. This is bigger than naming names or throwing evidence at the wall. It’s about looking at what’s happened, and saying, I see you. I see what you did, and you know you can never erase it.

Everyone involved will scramble to save face, continue the façade, and even attack me to deflect the truth. But what good is deflection when you’ve already lost to your own conscience? I don’t have to do a thing to expose them—they expose themselves with every defensive word, every excuse, and every calculated move. Because the truth isn’t something you can talk your way out of.

A Reckoning Beyond Words.

I won’t waste my energy crafting elaborate explanations for people who already know the truth. I won’t chase the liars and manipulators down every rabbit hole. That’s not my job. My role in this has always been to keep pushing forward, to be exactly who I am, and to let them unravel in their own time.

When you’ve wronged someone, you can’t run from it. The past is relentless, and no amount of deception or self-justification can erase it. It’s a burden they’ll carry far longer than I’ll carry any scars they’ve inflicted. And as they wrestle with that burden, they’ll realize: Matt Taylor didn’t need to explain a damn thing. Because they know.

And that’s enough.

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