"I've always been a disappointment to my family. No. Actually, my family has always been a disappointment to me.
I wanted to be an astronaut.
'Dreamer!' they would say. 'Soon, this idea will pass, and he'll get a real job.'
Idiots!
When my sisters had children, the pressure on me to marry and start a family came immediately. It didn't matter to them if that's what I wanted or not. In their minds, it was something I needed to do, not for myself, but for them.
Idiots!
In the end, I won. I'm here, dying in space like an astronaut, and this is so much more than I ever imagined being able to rub in their faces. I didn't become a lawyer or a respected employee at a big bank like they planned for me. No. I'm an astronaut. Yes, me!
I've seen Earth from the outside and the Moon much closer than they have. I've studied and expanded my knowledge of life and human sciences much more than they have. Me.
You always thought I was crazy, and for a long time in my life, you managed to make me believe it. I got completely lost, my mind shattered into thousands of pieces, and it wasn't easy to rebuild everything. I only managed to do it after realizing that the crazy one wasn't me, but you.
I never had any affinity with any of you; I always felt like the swan among a bunch of ducks like in that children's story. You were mediocre, living your capitalist dreams as if you were kings, but you were nothing more than an ordinary middle-class family seeking status among the other clowns.
Idiots!
What I've grown tired of in this life was being pressured. Have a child, get married, get a good job, make money, dress well, iron your clothes, clean your house, be polite, shave, cut your hair, buy a car, don't say those things around others, think about your retirement, a new and nice car, not this old one falling apart, go to church, go to college, stop complaining about everything...
What if I don't want to embrace that life?
What if I want more than that?
Screw the entire status quo!
Screw you all!
I'll die in space while you'll be eaten by worms. Just knowing that I'll have a different end from yours already feels rewarding. Thinking about it now, I'm not even sure if I'll miss you.
Maybe I'm being too harsh, but it's how I feel.
Idiots!
Sorry for all the disappointment I caused, at least now it's over."

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Drifting in the Space of Ramblings
Science FictionAn astronaut lost in space. Dying. Drifting. What will be the last things to pass through his mind before death?