It's upsetting and preposterous for me to be born in a generation in which I have no connection to.
Where people fill their lungs with colorful smoke, that eventually turns your beautiful organs black. Where they engage in psychologically destructive drinks that destroy their wonderful but fragile brains. Where I didn't know it was fun or relaxing or freeing to push yourselves from the edges, to slip off a chair into a noose, to swallow the tiny demons that put you in an eternal sleep.
Where life gets so hard and difficult and depressing and stressful and terrible that I start to consider these options myself.
