I want to go back in time and get back the years the were stolen from me. This isn’t fair. Why did I have to go through this? I’ll never be able to look back and be fulfilled with the life that I’ve lived. I’ll look back and see a lonely, useless kid. 

Maybe I should be kinder to myself, but I can’t. I feel like my life is going by so fast and my “childhood” is slipping through my fingers. If I could go back in time, if I had the chance, I wouldn’t hesitate. 

I probably would still feel alone. I probably idealize my past even though it was the shittiest time for me. But I would still go back. God, I wish none of this ever happened to me. Why me? What did I do to deserve this?