Complaining keeps a negative part of my life alive.
The world does not revolve around me.
I experience love at the edge of my patience.
It’s never over, until we say it is.
My opinions don’t make a difference.
We all want to belong.
Recording the good times has them live on.
The things I feel I can’t say, I made up in my head.
What happens to others doesn’t mean it will happen to me.
Thoughts about something can change the actual experience.