It is not the first time I have thought about thisβsince I was 11 years old, in fact
but now I am an adult.
I have been meditating for five years.
My life is miserable, and although many say, "this will pass," I know it will, but I can no longer endure it.
I am a lonely person. I have no friends, my family does not like being around me, and I have never done anything to deserve that. In fact, I have always been very innocent and allowed others to take advantage of me. My father and mother neglected me and did not raise me. I have gone hungry because of this. It is difficult to find a job in my city, but I never stop looking. I am always in need of money and do everything I can to earn it, whether through magic performances or any other work.
I have a problem with my leg due to negligence. I did not grow properly because of a lack of food when I was younger, and I was rarely taken to a doctor. It feels as if no one wants me around. I have no one to turn to when all I want is someone to listen to me cry.
I even feel abandoned by the Gods. I love them, but sometimes I deeply doubt that they hear me.
Well, this is all I can say without writing a million pages. I can no longer bear this life m,it is unbearable.