I wish I could get myself to blog again.
I wish I wasn’t having so much trouble with my chronic health issues.
I wish I wasn’t in physical pain every day.
I wish I wasn’t in emotional pain every day these past few weeks.
I wish I could get through a day without crying.
I wish I could get things done around the apartment.
I wish I had the energy to cook reasonably healthful meals.
I wish I knew if my brother is okay.
I wish I knew if my half-brothers are okay and what they’re up to.
I wish my younger son wasn’t homeless. (He does have shelter and meals.)
I wish I didn’t keep forgetting to call my older son.
I wish I had a better relationship with my (step) daughter.
I wish I hadn’t cut the other night.
I wish this month wasn’t being so hard on me.
I wish my bio family knew how much I really do love them.
I wish I knew if an antidepressant would be helpful right now.
I wish I didn’t feel the need to consider an antidepressant.
I wish I didn’t feel like cutting more.
I wish it would snow.
I wish we had money so Hubby and I could exchange Christmas gifts.
I wish we had money so I could donate to the two agencies that have been helping my homeless son. (Outside In and Janus Youth Programs)
I wish I could make everything better for my hurting friends.
I wish I didn’t feel sad, anxious, overwhelmed, angry.
I wish I wasn’t having thoughts of suicide (with no intent).
I wish, I wish, I wish.
~Kali