Survival of a human being who was never born
It is quite the plausible perspective how none of us, here walking around the earth ever feel truly alive.
Were “born” to stress, to suffer, to fight, to be the whores of capitalism and just whores for the sake of having be labeled as human. I never understood it. Nonetheless, I never felt alive, like truly me. Not about sexuality or any of that sort except I feel like I should’ve been chosen to be someone else when each of us were picked individually to grow in the female uterus.
Could’ve been a man born who actually knew how to love, or experience it.
How to feel, because I can’t.
Hello! Your story came across so vividly that I instantly imagined it as a comic. I’m Sophia, an artist passionate about transforming creative worlds into visuals. If you’re interested, we can chat more on Discord (sophia_olivia22).