even though my life is over and I have no options available to me anymore, that is not the part which makes me sad; the part that does bring me sadness is in all the times where things should have been different, but they were not. I was a scapegoat, an easy person to blame for all things gone wrong. After all, who is going to miss me if I get thrown away? nobody at all. I had to perish so that others could live on.
Loosing someone I care about
When I have to deal with something that I do not want to deal with like getting a root canal.