You will never be a real German. You have no culture, you have no pride, you have no society. You are an americanised man twisted by propaganda and reeducation into a crude mockery of Germanhood.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back foreigners mock you. Your ancestors are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “allies” laugh at your guilt cult behind closed doors.
The people are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of culture have allowed true Germans to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even frauds who are educated in Goethe and Schiller sound uncanny and unnatural to a real German. Your anglicisms are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a German guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected americanised dishes.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a sign, write some bullshit about human rights on it, go on a protest, and get killed by a truck of peace of an Albanian "refugee". Your ancestors will look at you, heartbroken but relieved that their history will no longer be tainted by people like you. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name "Tyrone-Ben Schmitt", and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know low class freak is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy your pets and infertile wive using the money to go to "vacation".
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.