Yea… my country did birth control stuff, One Child Policy, I was the second child. I wasn’t supposed to be born. And even though I did suffer a lot, I’m still glad to exist, to have felt some joy during childhood, even as I lived in an autocracy and in a very impoverished area, and later in a declining democracy, I still have experienced life, and I’m glad that I had the opportunity, to have existed as a living being, as rare as life is, and even rarer, as a human, the ability to just think about things, philosophy, to gaze upon the stars, to have experienced parental love (well… sort of… later on they kinda got a bit more rough), to see cities and the countryside, to see the magnificence of nature, and tall skyscrapers.

Even through poverty, I still feel like this existence is worth it, no matter how this would end. Whether we all die of nuclear apocalypse tomorrow, or whatever. It was a fun ride. And I’m glad my mother gave birth to me, regardless how negative I might feel about them as parents.