I Wish…

• I didn’t think I can fix everybody.
• I didn’t think I can help everybody.
• I could accept things instead of trying to control them.
• I didn’t fear that no one will ever find me worthy of romantic love again.
• I wasn’t terrified to grow old alone.
• I hadn’t been inculcated with the promise of finding a magical romance at the holidays.
• I didn’t feel like I’ve failed at something competitive when I can’t make someone fall in love with me.
• I would stop trying to get involved with men who aren’t available.
• I wouldn’t feel so disappointed and angry when people let me down.
• people could be depended on to do what they say they’ll do.
• I could let people go when I’m doing lots of giving and not getting anything back.
• I didn’t feel like I have to chase men if I want to find love.
• someone would chase me.
• I didn’t give too much and too desperately.
• I didn’t feel so needy.
• I didn’t keep thinking that a man can finally make me feel complete.
• I wasn’t afraid to stop pursuing someone for fear they might be my last and only chance.
• I wasn’t afraid of other people and other possibilities.
• it were easier to figure out exactly why I’m sad when I’m sad.
• I knew what would soothe me and comfort me when I’m feeling empty or sad or needy or whatever this is.
• everything weren’t so complicated.
• I could be stronger.
• I could afford to be weaker.
• I wish I had the courage to give up.