I can’t see beyond this.
I can’t see anyone loving me.
I can’t see having a house that isn’t dilapidated.
I can’t see not struggling with depression.
I can’t see having a job that is more fulfilling for me.
I want these things for myself but I can’t even visualize them. I don’t even know what they would look like.
All I see is not being lovable, not being worth a nicer dwelling, stuck as a receptionist. I can’t see beyond that. I don’t know how to get beyond these things, to even see that maybe I have a chance at them.
I saw a quote a while back that said, “Nothing lasts forever – not even your troubles.” I’d like to believe that. But all I can see is being stuck here forever.