Justanotherbloke
Overlord
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i didn’t ask to be born, yet here I am. and it feels like a curse. The probability of me existing at all, with my exact dna, born to my specific parents, at this exact moment in time has been estimated at (copied and pasted it, cause the number is absurd) 1 in 10²⁶⁸⁵⁰⁰⁰. In other words essentially 0.000...01% (with about 2.6 million zeros before the 1, yes there were way more zeros). in every meaningful way, i shouldn't exist. but somehow I do. and I think about that a lot, cause all this could have easily been avoided, especially if my parents made wiser decisions. I don't think about it in a dramatic way, but just in the way you do when you realize you're the result of countless accidents, near misses, and unknowns, and now you’re here, expected to turn it all into something coherent. no one asked me if i wanted to be conscious, to feel time passing, to carry memory and longing in a body.
People say life is a gift, but not all gifts are asked for, and I didn't ask for this. And on top of that, not all gifts are 'nice'. I wish I was dead.
People say life is a gift, but not all gifts are asked for, and I didn't ask for this. And on top of that, not all gifts are 'nice'. I wish I was dead.





