It seems everyday I make impossible wishes and these impossible wishes seem to consume me
lately. They make everything worse for me; they create self-esteem issues, they cause me to sink into misery and feel disconnected from not only those around me, but also myself. I try and be positive and think that if I stay positive, these wishes won't control me.
Sadly, it seems optimism can only fight the battle so much on its own. I am the opposing side, outnumbered and weak, and these thoughts are the far stronger, by number and emotional strength, foe. Maybe, and hopefully, good will prevail as it does in most cliche stories, but then again; this is life, not a fanatical tale. So who shall win? I am not sure.
