Tales From the Dark Side

I wish I had the kind of parents I could go to when I needed help. Ones that offered moral and financial support with every new step I take as an adult.
Of course wishful thinking is all I have. Parents who were emotionally and financially unavailable throughout my childhood cannot be expected to change as I carry on into adulthood.
So where do I turn... can't be grandparents don't have any...
Aunts and Uncles... really, nothing can be asked of them It isn't fair or right.
Can I apply for grants or government support... of course not. BiPolar isn't a reason for help... neither is neglectful parents.
What do I do???

I wish.
I wish for some luck. A windfall of sorts.
I wish for calmness and serenity.
I wish for a clear head and a clear thoughts.
I wish for the destruction of all that is lazy, scared and wasteful in my life.
I wish for strength.
I wish to be happy and healthy with full grasp of all that I am and all that I have.

I wish...

Labels: dreams, wishes