Confessions of a mask #2
I've only ever felt like a human at some points in time.
Every other time, I've felt like a caricature of what a human should be.
I don't have goals, or ambitions or any drive to speak of.
If the point of my existence is to have children or follow God or whatever, and I want neither of these things then what is my purpose.
I simply don't think that I'll ever provide anything to society. I'll never be a "functioning member of society".