My name is...
Giovanni Leblanc , I am 28 years old , half french half Italian , you probably have already noticed that from my name.
I teach philosophy at uni , I can draw , play 3 instruments , piano , guitar and violin . I can speak 6 languages perfectly ,  and I am excellent at sports. Basically , I am good at everything . I am the ideal man of the 21st century, and I am pretty sure deep down you want to be me , or at least you want us to have a similar lifestyle .
Quite the introduction right ? You might think I am some kind of sociopath or a narcissistic person full of himself , a bloody fool wearing high heels.
Honestly I am not , I respect everyone , and I don't want you to be me.
You might think that my life is perfect , but it isn't. I have achieved so many things in life but I have never achieved self satisfaction, happiness and dopamine.
I was the most pessimistic man on earth , I was drowned in melancholy and depression , even though I looked perfect from the outside  , on the other hand I was rotten from the inside with sadness and the outside was a shell that is gonna break sooner or later.
One night , I went to a bar , I kept drinking for 3 hours , I have never been drunk this much in my whole life.
My body basically became a container of pure alcohol.I started causing trouble in the bar and they kicked me out .
The streets were too cold and pitch dark. I was too drunk to see anything in front of me.
I started walking my way home , everything was normal until I felt the presence of a being watching me ,  I thought it was just my imagination at first , but then suddenly someone caught me from behind and put a knife on my throat and shouted
"GIVE ME YOUR MONEY OR ELSE"
I brusquely tackled him , dodged the first stab and ran , as fast as I could .
For as far I can recall , I ran for like 5 mins , caught my breath and ran for another 5 mins.
The streets were darker than my thoughts , I was tired but I was so close to the door of my home ,  Only 3 steps away , 2 steps , 1 step...
I suddenly fell in the ground , and I felt an unimaginable amount of pain in my heart , as if my heart wanted to break my thorax and jump free .
I was seeing it coming , it was a heart attack...A hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.
I started suffocating on my saliva and making weird noises because of the pain. I was sure I was going to die , I had many flashbacks of my life in those brief moments , flashbacks and memories full of regrets . I was so influenced by Friedrich Nietzsche and Arthur Schopenhauer in my life , I was blindfolded from the real meaning of life , being happy and having fun , being adventurous, enjoying the company of other humans , travel , not focusing on the small details and getting anxious...
I was drowned in regrets , describing this feeling , as if I was paralyzed and I was surrounded with quicksand , drowning slowly , and nobody was there to help me. I felt helpless and lonely , and I wish I had the chance to live again and enjoy life to the most.
But , I didn't believe in miracles nor did I believe in mythical creatures such as god. I accepted my fate , closed my eyes and waited for death to consume me.