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It's a shame how you must have aspired me to become the child you always wanted in the months and days before  I was born, before reality had its chance to construct the person I would become. when the happy news was first heard of a new child in a new world, who would be brave and cheerful and kind and above all sporty, the kind that would make an impression,a born leader and dutiful follower a proud patron of the family name. We would have much in common and I would remind you of yourselves at such an impressionable age and I would achieve all you had hoped for. But perhaps this is the great tragedy that parents stumble upon in this constant letdown of a life. You were lucky that I was an easy child,never keeping you up at night and never causing trouble, but the fact that I was lazy,introspective,morbid, cowardly,unat­tentive,unhelpful,bookish,obsessive, uni­nvolving and unsatisfied made me realise how much I must have let you down. I sigh too much,I read too much,I'm so full full of sarcasm that I cannot take anything seriously, I never want to be the focus of attention,I never eat enough,I dont care about trends, I dont care if people comprehend me. I must be impossible to love. Thats why I have decided to never have children. They could never be what I would expect of them. I could never love someone who I was ultimately responsible for, someone who I could indoctrinate into my own idea of happiness.
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Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 2:53 PM UTC
Aspirations
It's a shame how you must have aspired me to become the child you always wanted in the months and days before  I was born, before reality had its chance to construct the person I would become. when the happy news was first heard of a new child in a new world, who would be brave and cheerful and kind and above all sporty, the kind that would make an impression,a born leader and dutiful follower a proud patron of the family name. We would have much in common and I would remind you of yourselves at such an impressionable age and I would achieve all you had hoped for. But perhaps this is the great tragedy that parents stumble upon in this constant letdown of a life. You were lucky that I was an easy child,never keeping you up at night and never causing trouble, but the fact that I was lazy,introspective,morbid, cowardly,unat­tentive,unhelpful,bookish,obsessive, uni­nvolving and unsatisfied made me realise how much I must have let you down. I sigh too much,I read too much,I'm so full full of sarcasm that I cannot take anything seriously, I never want to be the focus of attention,I never eat enough,I dont care about trends, I dont care if people comprehend me. I must be impossible to love. Thats why I have decided to never have children. They could never be what I would expect of them. I could never love someone who I was ultimately responsible for, someone who I could indoctrinate into my own idea of happiness.
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Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 2:53 PM UTC
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