Shame that names itself out loud is already turning into something useful. The people here stop blaming their circumstances and say plainly where they went wrong, across generations and across their own lives. That confession is the first honest act after a long dishonesty.
Confusion covers a person precisely because he has refused to hear what he already knew. The voice was there; obedience was not. To lie down in your shame is not to wallow but to stop pretending, to feel the full weight of what you abandoned. Only a man who admits how far he has fallen has any hope of standing back up.