Wishes are horses

I wish I could go back and reassure my past self, that eventually life would get better and I'd marry a really great guy, that I'd stop loathing myself for being me, and I'd stop feeling so needy and even have a horse again as well as learn to ride even better than I ever imagined, that I'd make it through the rest of college with a B.A., that I'd have a bearable job that would keep a roof over my head and pay the bills, that nothing horrible was going to happen to me and I was going to turn out ok and be ok with being myself.

Now, for some mint cookies & cream Ben & Jerry's.