In general, I don't see many possibilities for myself, but at times I realize that there's no reason why exciting things can't happen. I'm constantly thinking about why they can't happen, but that thinking is distorted and I think it's characteristic of my old self so it's a thing of the past.
There's part of me that wants to make a whole life out of loss and lack, blinded to the possibility of anything good.
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