There is not much hope for me. The sky is the limit. I do deserve it. I need to be taken care of and be dependent on others. I can be independent.
Life is good, full of fun and things to learn.
There isn't enough time to do what I want. I will create the time to do what I want. I have to work hard all the time or things will fall apart. I can take care of things, and get help when needed. I can't fix mistakes from the past.