My parents had high expectations for me, and I was also really optimistic about my future. My future dream was to become someone like Elon Musk, inspiring everyone and doing stuff to improve the world.
Now, I’m an avid antinatalist.
Everything just snapped. What’s the point of life? Why do I have to try really hard? Wouldn’t a normal life suffice? Can’t I just enjoy my cup of tea while the world burns down? I will die at some point in life.
I’m not suicidal, but if I had the option, I’d just commit euthanasia. Life’s boring.