How can I accept a different life than I thought it would be?
The second one is infertile and already elderly.
What I had in mind 5 years ago was a future where I had 2 children about 3 years apart, bought a house near a familiar train station where I lived for close to 10 years, and somehow have enough money to not bother my children in the future.
How far has it come in 5 years.
Everything I wanted from the time I moved didn't come true at all.
It wasn't supposed to be like this
It wasn't supposed to be this kind of future
How should I accept my current self and environment when I am now different from who I had imagined?
I wish I could cherish what I have now and what I've been given, but my mind is full of things I don't have.
