i had a dream last night. it is what i consider a bad dream. my heart was broken in that dream and i still had to smile. so i smiled. the most broken part of it was that i didn’t even get a chance to cry it out.
i think it is a sign. i think God was telling me something. i’m mentally prepared for the worst. when it happens, i won’t be as broken
I promise you with my life that I will not be mean to people younger than me. When I’m old, I will not disdain the inexperienced. I will not make people feel worthless. Instead, I will mentor them with all that I have. Please protect me from all these old people. Let me just get through all this safely, like passing rain.