In my personal life there is everything present for me to be happy. I am happy somewhat but I don’t feel satisfied. My existence doesn’t mean much outside of my family. If I die today I will be forgotten very fast. This world will not miss anything because of my absence. Somehow I have become a space filling mediocre human. In the grand scheme of creation may be I have no value but in my home planet I wanted to be something at least. However, may be I dream too much. It feels like I have gone past the time of becoming someone, so I can only stay what I have become and there is no chance of improving anymore. I feel defeated and realized all my dreams will always remain so.
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