Since you want to exert so much control on me in order to ‘shape’ me into who you want me to be; and have succeeded in doing so but without me becoming the product you want to see— then it could only be you, the ‘nurturer’ who’s at fault, not the product. So f- off. I do not wish to be miserable. It’s all your fault when you think it’s mine. In fact I really do wish that it is mine and have you do something about it—like having me completely disappear off the face of the planet and everywhere else.

It is my distinct pleasure to have not existed.