There are a lot of people in this world who should die, who deserve to die, and who have no place being alive. I think I top the list.
I’ve always been true to myself, always done what I thought was right. If I had my entire life to live over again, I would do the exact same things that got me into this mess.
I conclude that I am a mistake. I don’t know why I was put here on this planet or whether I was a 1 in a million freak mutation, but I should never have existed. I am the opposite of everything that’s “right”.
I don’t respect laws. I don’t like people. I’m not happy, and I definitely don’t spread happiness. I disagree with all of the 10 commandments. I value animal life, plant life and fungii far more than I’ve ever valued humans (who, I’m told, are the most valuable lifeforms on this rock).
Society tells me I’m wrong and that I’m a monster. I’m just now starting to realize that maybe society is RIGHT. Society doesn’t want me here, and I certainly don’t want me here. I think it’s wonderfully fitting that my last act on this planet will be another act of defiance against what is “right”. I’m going to end my own life.