Lirisu
piss drinker
- Jun 30, 2024
- 14
It doesn't feel like I was born for a good reason. I wasn't brought into this world with pure intentions or a desire to recreate; it wasn't even an accident. My existence began simply because my brother wanted something to play with. Instead of getting a pet or a toy, they decided to create a completely new person. For a while, my sole purpose was to be a playmate for my brother. However, as he grew older and distanced himself from our parents, I was forced to take his place. His relationship with our parents deteriorated, and they started to show me "affection," but it always felt misplaced and dishonest. I live in constant fear of failing them, so I have to conform to their expectations and act the way they want me to. Whenever I get mildly angry, they become disappointed. It's like how a dog is euthanized for acting up, but since they can't get rid of me, they act like I don't exist until I meet their expectations again. I'm not a real person, I'm not human, I'm done living.
