I'm ashamed of being human, being one of this overbreeding, extremely invasive and destructive pest species if there's ever been one, the one species to blame for 100% of all pollution and destruction of the Earth's biosphere, for deforestation and for the extinction of thousands of other species and counting.
Then again, I've disowned humanity. I'm a non-human spirit trapped in a human body, and I don't think it's my fault.
What I'm really ashamed of is that I've been unable to protect my family, who are nutrias, from mass murder and genocide at the hands of humans (or subhumans in this case, as something that commits such crimes against innocent animals is the very worst of the worst of the human vermin species). This is the reason why I'm here at this point now. I've always wanted to be a warrior and I'm physically strong, this much I've achieved as I worked very hard for it, and despite all this I've accomplished nothing.
I'm ashamed that I've failed my loved ones, most of whom are dead now for this reason, and that I've failed my life.
Humanity needs to pay for its crimes against other species and against the entire biosphere, the Earth needs to be liberated from humanity. And I've never found even the tiniest thing I could have done towards this goal. Like, when some enormous, gigantic monster is ravaging your world and you're as tiny as an ant compared to this monster, of course you alone can't possibly kill it but at least you could try and sting it with a tiny needle, sting it like an ant... and hope that a bazillion other ants might do the same thing and thereby make a difference. But I haven't even been able to sting it with the tiniest needle, nothing. And now I'm about to die, and all struggles seem to have been so grotesquely pointless.