I can't believe it's over. This whole terrible business is finally over. My father…would have been proud of me for what I have done. I feel the tears welling up, but I fight them back down. I have vowed that I will not cry at anything less than the death of one of my dearest fiends. I am not weak.
The war is over. The revolution has been stopped. I can finally spend time with my family and friends. I wonder if they know how much I love them all. I would gladly give my life to save any one of them. I hope that they know. I also hope that they realize that I'm not the little innocent boy they thought I was. I haven't been that boy since I first fought in a mobile suit. I want to be known as the person I am. I am not innocent.
I want all of my friends to know how much they mean to me, but that doesn't mean I'm soft. I have just as many defenses as the rest. I don't just pour my heart out to anyone. I feel as deeply as the others. I am not devoid of emotion.
I may feel like I'm not all that I could be sometimes, but I enjoy what I am. I know I blame myself too often. I take responsibility for things that are beyond my control. I want to have control. I want to protect my friends and family. I know that I can't protect them from everything, but I want to be there for them, through the good times and the bad. I cannot make their lives perfect. I am not perfect.
I am glad to see the beast I created destroyed. I know that it will never hurt anyone again. I hurt many people when it took control. I have seen to it that it will never do anything to anyone again. I do not want anyone to fall prey to its illusions anymore. I will never lose control again. I am not a lunatic.
I am not weak.
I am not proud.
I am not innocent.
I am not perfect.
I am not emotionless.
I am not perfect.
I am not God.
I am not a genius.
I am not stupid.
I am not insane.
I am not a crybaby.
I am not who you think I am.
I am Quatre Rabera Winner. I am someone who thinks and feels deeply. I am intelligent, but not genius. I am rich but not proud. I am lucky to have such wonderful people that love me. I am a hard worker. I am sane. I am strong. I am loved. I am gentle, but not innocent. I am kind but not naive. I am forgiving. I am able to learn from my mistakes. I am human. I am a friend. I am a person who loves with all his heart.
I am not who you think I am.
I am much, much more.