It’s a game we all play. A game where we dwell on the past and wonder “What if things were different?” I am an expert on this game.
Today is Mother’s Day. This day is NOT my thing. As I have said earlier, my mom died when I was seven. I constantly think about what would have happened if she hadn’t died. Where would I be? Would I be a more stable person?
It has plagued me for years.
“It does not to dwell on dreams and forget to live”
-Dumbledore
I try not to fixate on it. Instead, I think of all I have right now. I live in Texas, which has been my dream since I was young. I have the most amazing best friend, whom I don’t know how I would live without.
While I miss her, there is nothing I can do to get her back. Why dwell on what could have been? It does no good. You can’t change past events, so you live AND celebrate the life you have now.
The Bipolar Academic 