I'm upset.

Why can't this be me. I've wanted to go to space for all my life. I've wanted it more than anything. Back when the possibility of there previously being life on Mars was thought about much more, I daydreamed about going there.

Only a year or two ago, I've realized I'm an alienkin. And about a month ago, I realized I wanted to be like an IKEA Alien.

And now I'm thinking about the fact that that's not possible. It hurts. I want to go home is a phrase I say a lot when talking about my life on Earth. And now, it feels a lot more fitting. Sometimes I have those feelings. I want to go to ANY other planet. I'm sick of this one.

I hate to ask for euphoria, but I need it. Can someone please give me some?