So- I’ve been in a similar space. My resolution was inaction - just for long enough for the luck to change. I had used up all of my bad luck early in life like you. In the end it evened out. Give it time. Be yourself - wounds and all. Let them heal in the way that leads to peace. Let others help - that’s hard, but important.
I feel like I used up my “good luck” at the beginning. Like my story is probably the craziest of all of Lemmy, I was the 2nd child my mother had, this was in Mainland China, One Child Policy was in effect back then, like I literally wasn’t even supposed to be born. (I mean, back then, my mother wanted me, she I guess her “idea”/“imagination” of what her child would be didn’t quite fit who I actually became, not “obedient” enough)
Now I feel like I’m in some final destination shit, as if “Death” is trying to find me. To “undo” this “mistake”.
So- I’ve been in a similar space. My resolution was inaction - just for long enough for the luck to change. I had used up all of my bad luck early in life like you. In the end it evened out. Give it time. Be yourself - wounds and all. Let them heal in the way that leads to peace. Let others help - that’s hard, but important.
I feel like I used up my “good luck” at the beginning. Like my story is probably the craziest of all of Lemmy, I was the 2nd child my mother had, this was in Mainland China, One Child Policy was in effect back then, like I literally wasn’t even supposed to be born. (I mean, back then, my mother wanted me, she I guess her “idea”/“imagination” of what her child would be didn’t quite fit who I actually became, not “obedient” enough)
Now I feel like I’m in some final destination shit, as if “Death” is trying to find me. To “undo” this “mistake”.