For years and years, since I was a little kid, I’ve been dying as a person, and at the age of 29 have only recently realized it. Call it depression if you want, but I don’t know of any other depressed people that have failed at life this hard. I can more precisely describe my condition as mistaken birth. Some cosmic mistake resulted in my birth, and somewhere deep down I’ve always known life was never meant for me.
My self esteem and ego have always been so non-existent that I’ve never felt like a member of the human race. I’ve always blended into the background, never acted the same way […]