As a child I lived more damaged days then good days. I did not like not knowing what was going to happen next. The next thing that was going to happen woulnd’t be good. I determined that as my rule of thumb.
I’m not sure I ever really broke that rule of thumb, but I’m learning to now.
What if the next thing to happen is amazing? What if there is not more junk in my future but happiness, a full life, and joy?