Why were my childhood years destroyed by two abusive guardians?
Why do I have to deal with regular self-esteem collapse?
Why do I have to shut down and monitor suicidal thoughts all the time?
Why do I have to endure a life void of love or romance?
Why is who I happen to be seen as less valuable than others by a racist ideology?
Why does morality protect the people who are guilty, but not the innocent?
Why do I have to relive traumatic episodes?
Why do I have to live with insomnia and chronic lack of energy?
Why do I have to cope with alienation from society?
Why do I have to live with the rejection that follows all of this?
Clearly the world is not balanced, and certainly not fair. There are some people for whom none of the above questions are ever asked. And some even more unfortunate people for whom life is worse.
There must be some kind of regulatory principle to account for this, to balance people’s stories. We cannot just leave society laissez faire and expect any kind of meritocracy to be established. Leaving things be means perpetuating an ever worsening inequality of opportunity.
Some people start with an immense view of the world from the top of a hill, others start in a gutter filled with immense hurdles. Whether people succeed or fuck up is ultimately up to them, but how much harder is is to be something if you are emotionally crippled, living in constant poverty and fear of destitution, drained and trapped in your own body by extreme and disturbing emotion.
I do not want all of the shit that happened to me to stop me from reaching a place of thriving. I want support to flourish in spite of it. Society either needs to give more support and balance the books, or something will snap in all the people like me, and the outcome will force the issue.