The theme that is emerging is my superficiality.
Intimacy, relationships. Work. Friendships.
No depth of character
What good do I bring to the world?
Is my existential purpose superficial?
I try to be a good son so my mom doesn’t have to see both my brother and I die before her. She is 79
I try and be a good dad. Raise my daughter at least through high school
My wife and I are cordial and friends but I am not sure I am of value to her.
The woman I love it might make her life more simple if I die.
It would make her husband extremely pleased If I died a horrible violent resounding death
I have aunts, uncles and cousins. Some might mourn but I haven’t been a part of their lives
Work and relationships are a fail