When I’m feeling down I think of moments when I was happy and wish I could go back and relive them. Common enough I would imagine. Reliving the past seems so pointless though, why not move forward and create new happy moments and not dwell on what isn’t there anymore.
It seems so hard though….I wish I could see the future and know if things either will or won’t be ok. I once read a book where the future was described as a hall of mirrors….or more like when two mirrors are facing each other and it seems endless.
It’s frightening to think that my future is essentially endless and that I don’t know what’s there. I guess when I’m feeling depressed it feels unbearable, but as a comfort I know that the future also holds endless opportunities, even if I have to force myself toward them.