Most of my time is spend being worried about the future. Why? Because of my involuntary dependency for government financial assistance, as well as having to rely upon my brother’s good graces, once my mom is no longer with us. He was not blessed with empathy, hates me to begin with, and usually looks out for himself and his financial gain. The funny thing is, that I’ve been called naive a time or twenty-five. Yet, my mom always tells me, not to worry so much, that everything will be okay. Excuse me? Who is naive? I drive myself crazy, thinking about ways to get out of this subpar situation. So far I come up with nothing. You may call me a pessimist, but I think there’s plenty enough reason.
Crystal Ball, Please Tell Me
Daily writing prompt
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?