Reason for being what?

Bold of you to assume I need a reason.

By reason for being do you mean "what someone tells themselves to justify that they're still alive?" In which case I agree with diplomjodler that one doesn't need a reason. But I suppose it would be the assumption that I'm a good person. I've been wrestling with that a lot recently.

If you mean the process that lead to me being created, I'd say soapy teddies is the flaw in that.

What the swag am I being asked?

The question presupposes the thing you ask me to inspect and I reject the premise. There is no reason to any of this. It just is.

I dont see an overall "reason for being", just an un-requested life filled with societally enforced rules and goals mixed in with basic survival. It sucks and it's fucking beautiful, then it's over and there was real reason for it but it never mattered anyway (not in a depressed way).

I guess the flaw in that reasoning is that I can never fully enjoy the beautiful moments in life without feeling a small hint of sadness (not in a depressed way, i swear lol)

That I am always right no matter what others say. After all everything before last Thursday didn't happen.

What would the fun be if there was a reason for being?

That's just a job without pay then

Who is this being?

I actually wasn't.