I'll probably never have a wife.

I'll probably never have kids.

I'll probably never go to college.

I'll probably never have a job.

And it's a shame, because I wanted all of those things. Maybe I wanted them for the wrong reasons, and that's why I can never have them.

I'll probably be looked down upon by my peers for not having these things. I'll probably always care what other people think. I'll probably always overanalyze my every action, thought, breath and word. Did I do it right? Do other people think I was good at doing it? Am I crazy for thinking that was good? No, that was bad, because X Y Z. 

My parents never should have made me. That's not self-hatred, it's just an honest statement. J &amp; J never should have mixed their DNA. I should never pass it down. 

How do you come to terms with these things if they're true? 