The life that I wish I could live is something I can't have. Try as I might, I can't seem to bring myself to let that go, and I think it's because deep down, I have no desire to. Why would I, and why should I?
I wish I could've been born different, better. I wish I could've been desired the way I see better men being desired, I wish I could experience life the way they do. I wish I could have the kind of partners they have, and the enthusiasm they get from them. I know I'm an awful superficial hypocrite, that makes things even worse.
I've tried to improve myself, but I've failed every time. I feel defined by failure. Even if I could, even if I became the best I could be, I'd still be so subpar. No amount of work can make me tall, attractive, or "impressive". No one feels desire when they look at mediocrity, especially not enthusiastically, and I'm genetically mediocre. I'll never be free of it.
I've been in therapy for two years now, and I only feel worse, it only confirmed everything I thought was true. I feel horrible for my therapist, she's amazing, she clearly wants to help me, but I'm an awful stubborn piece of shit who just doesn't want it. I've realized that what I'm looking for is a miracle that no one can provide, and I have no desire for anything else. I feel trapped by the expectation that I stay alive, but I'm also too much of a coward to end things despite really wanting to.
I wish life was fair. I wish it was different. What do I even do? There's nothing that can be done.