The Existence of a Disaster

One-Shot Thoughts: Unintentional Pessimism (pt.3)

> 6-6-2020 <

I'm never going to have the hope of living forever. I'm not made for that. I'm not right hearted like the ones they search for everyday.
I've known that for a long time but -

Am I doomed to always see the end and only the end as long as I live simply because my hearts not genuine?
Because I'm not good enough?
Because I don't agree with ancient text that's been translated by imperfect men?

"He is a fair god. A god of mercy and of love-" Is letting someone suffer and become weighed down by reality because of something they can't control really all that fair? Merciful? Loving?

Not in my opinion.
To me it's actually quite cruel.

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"It's not burdensome"

Correction: Not to you. It's not burdensome to you.

You haven't had the will to stay alive this long solely because the love stories of two people of the same sex.

You haven't fallen in love with someone who just happen to have the same genitals only to be told that your feelings (that you have no fucking control over) are invalid and sinful.

You haven't been so uncomfortable in your own body that your mind decides not to be here anymore.

It's not burdensome to you because your problems don't lie outside the boundaries.