My existence is not something to be "okay" with.

I'm alive. This sack of meat and bone is every bit as human as yours. I don't look at your body, your existence, and say "I'm okay with that." I treat you like a human being. Treat me the same. I don't need constant reassurance that you're "fine with what I'm doing". Fine with *what*?? Me wanting to live to see tomorrow? Excuse me?? Do you treat other people this way??