excuse

I had a dream about my family. I was home in the house we lived in and both my brother and myself were living there. I felt as though we were our current age and my mom was her current age. I was frustrated. I didn't feel like anyone understood the situation that I was going through. No one listened. And in having lived in that situation and possibly not being heard, it was my excuse to be less than and not live up to my potential. It was interesting to feel the strong feelings of struggle, loneliness in not being  understood and so on, but at the same time thinking what a waste of all of these years.