There isn't one for any of us. Living things have been forcing themselves on a desolate world since the beginning. Our existence is already fragile, but that fact is masked by our extensive social and physical support systems devised to keep a good number of lucky humans from dying every day.

You continue to reach out to this system, and you are a part of it. You have already made a place, and that place will continue to be there even when you are not. You have a right to it just as much as anyone else. You have a right to it even if it feels so black.

I hope you choose to continue bothering; that you find a moment of peace in life that reminds you that it can be better. I have been thinking of you today. I will continue thinking of you.