You reap what you fear

I have some intense fears inside of me.

abandonment,... homelessness,... and dying alone.

And in the end all three came upon me

I was not wanted ~ over and over again so that now I am completely alone

I fear homelessness and it has happened once and now it looks as it it is going to happen again,,,,,

But the third one is the one that pains me the most. I fear dying alone.

And it now looks as if that is exactly what is going to happen.

My life was a mistake. I should never have been born. If it weren't for two entitled teenagers partying on a New Years Eve I wouldn't be. 

But I was born. On Saturday September 7th 1963. Even back then,... noone wanted me.

I wished I had never been born.

And now I only wish to die. But the biggest regret of my life will be dying alone.

Born alone - Died alone.

I must have been a horrible fucking monster

Goodbye