If i was reborn, and my mindset was different, I would prob choose to relive this one.
Ironically, I'm fairly happy with what I have here, although it feels like my mental landscape is a chaotic storm where negatives carry so much more weight than the positives, and it frankly gets exhausting. Even minor setbacks remind me that I wouldn't be dealing with this if I simply died that day.
I manage to lead a relatively normal life, or that's what it seems like from an outside perspective, and no one would expect me to struggle, except from the times the 'joke' was slightly too realistic. Frankly, I'm simply your average joe who is slightly messed up in the head.
Idk if you people here would see me as pathetic, weak or ungrateful for having this form of normalcy, and still wanting to die, but I have a feeling my brain is wired in a way that makes me like this.
Another reason why I don't want to partake in my living-career anymore, is because I despise the world we live in. Yes, we have good stuff like pretty views, beautiful art and magic mushrooms, however I really don't need to go far to see the shit people do, and the consequences of that shit, and the people that suffer because of the consequences of that shit. If it'd be an option, I'd prob chose another world, where everyone is more peaceful, nicer and humbler than here. Maybe I'd like to be a random-ass dude in a cliche fantasy world with the average dragon as a pet, and a partner, with whom I can work with on a farm, while I write an unsuccessful novel on the sidelines. At last, I'll just croak in my sleep at the age of 83. 83 seems like a decent age if the life is decent all the way.
There's a lot more to unpack, although I don't want this to be long.