Would it be better if I didn't know who I was? Maybe if I wasn't here?

Most days I struggle to find reasons to stay around, usually I settle on my kids, but they are growing older. That horrible multipersonalitied person you sent to me is not a reason. It's getting harder to find reasons to stay here, you have kept us waiting. There will be no justice, ever, just another worldwide catastrophe to level the playing field.

I'm tired of being positive and not getting my needs met. You have no idea how lonely I really am. Being me and having 4 bucks might get me a cup of coffee. No one cares anymore who I am, son of God or not, they don't give a shit.