If wishes were horses I’d have lots of horses because I totally would wish I had horses and then I’d end up with too many and I’d wish to get rid of some of the horses and that would just make more horses. Moral: Don’t wish for horses.

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The selfish things I wish for most often:

I wish I were a little less scared.

I wish I were a little less sad.

I wish I’d mastered subjunctives well enough to definitively know if I used “were” correctly in the previous two sentences.

Your turn.  What do you wish for?  (You cannot wish for world peace or for more wishes or give your wishes away.  So, really…what small – or large- thing do you wish for right this very moment?)

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  2. I wish that I hadn’t almost died when the brakes went out on our truck and we landed in a dish. Not that I wish I had died but I totally didn’t get that cool life flashback montage. While glad I didn’t die, I felt a bit gypped. I also wish I had the money to get the truck fixed.

  4. yeah.. Ditch, not dish. With my luck I’d land in a saucer. A flying saucer and would be probed in uncomfortable places.

  5. I wish I could be as kind to myself as I am to complete strangers.

  8. Hugely excited by the Pacific Rim trailer, so my first thought was “GIANT ROBOT.”

    Yeah, I think that’s a good wish.

  11. And. I also wish each time I thought of my husband, I didn’t visualize the old knight in the Indiana Jones movie who says, “you chose…..poorly.”

  13. I wish I were brave enough to really pursue a career as an author.
    I wish I wasn’t so anxious about my daughter’s doctor’s appointment tomorrow.
    I wish I could spend less time worrying about my figure and more time feeling positive about how I look.

  15. I wish… I wish… I wish… the Goblin King would take ME away… right now.

  16. I wish I were a little more brave.
    I wish I were a little less sad.
    I wish I were less anxious about things that are every day tasks for most people. Because then I could be a little better at getting things done, and less likely to feel like a failure because of how long it (sometimes) takes me to do things.

  18. I wish I were less scared. I wish he were less scared.

    And it is ‘were’ that you should use with wish.

    Can I have my two horses now?

  20. I wish I was less sad too.
    I wish I was less of a screw up.
    I wish I could be “fixed”.

    But most often I wish it would all just stop.

  22. I wish I could cure my best friend’s chronic horrible stomach problems that doctors can’t figure out how to treat with a drop from Lucy’s diamond bottle in the Narnia books.

  23. I wish the shady side of Sonic would always have a space open for me.

  24. I wish to be free from stress brought on by the expectations of others.

  25. I wish I was in love. I really don’t mind bring single and 34 most of the time, but I would like to experience being in love.

  26. I wish no one had been raped. I wish there weren’t 3 victims in my family, that I know of. The 3rd was this weekend, and it’s all I can think of. Fucking humans.

  27. I wish that just once, things would work themselves out simply instead of taking the most complex route through everyone’s lives.

  28. I guess I would wish for more willpower. Nothing to help you achieve your dreams like some of that good ol’-fashioned get up and go.

  30. I wish there was a way to “like” some of these comments.

    I wish I had a piece of cheesecake. I also wish I didn’t like food so much.

  32. I really wish I could stop being so afraid that my life is going to end up with me living under a bridge with the dogs. I know life under a bridge will not be all bad, especially if there are dogs, but, you know, I really do wish I could stop having panic attacks about it.

  33. I wish I could crawl out from this mountain of student loan debt that just adds to my already depressed state.. Private college, specialized major.. Not a bright idea!

  36. I wish I had someone to share my life with, someone who wanted to share their life with me.

  37. I wish I always knew the right thing to say when I get around other people and I wish making friends was easier. Thanks goodness for the delayed reaction response quality of twitter and text.

  39. I’d wish to be an octopus — but I’d include in the wish a change in octopodal life so that it doesn’t revolve around mating and death. So basically and invincible octopus of very high intelligence. Hell, just give me 8 floaties and an olympic swimming pool….

  40. I wish 2 things. I wish I could lose the damn weight I gained while I was on prednizone for 3 weeks. I also wish I could spend time reading outside while its sunny.

  41. I wish that the MS hadn’t stolen parts of my livelihood which have in turn stolen parts of my children’s due to my inability to do so many things with them that I should be able to.

    sigh. Yeah that’s it these days.

    Tomorrow night one of my longtime wishes comes true: I get to meet Neil Gaiman at his signing in Chicago. So I can at least cross that one of my list.

  43. Ooh, Marjorie’s comment is killing me. Ah, honey.
    I am cliched: I wish for money. Enough to be comfortable, to be able to take the kids on vacation, to buy them new stuff. I’m a grad student and my husband is a SAHD. We are broke and it sucks.
    I wish I didn’t care about the fifteen pounds I’ve gained since having the kids, or the way my abdominal muscles don’t really connect anymore.
    I wish I could read Harry Potter again as though it were the first time.

  44. I wish my son wasn’t autistic. I feel like the worst person in the world for admitting that, and I do love him more than anything, but the worry/anxiety/guilt is going to kill me.

  45. I wish the people I love would love me back.

    I, too, wish I could be less sad and less afraid.

    I wish I was healthy, and didn’t have ms

    I wish I would berate myself less and love myself more.

    I wish I had well paying job in the field of my choice.

  46. I wish I could be free from depression, anxiety and worry which I think would lead to a better life.

  47. I don’t even know and I wish I did. I wish I had the answers because I don’t have any.

  48. I wish I had made better choices.
    I wish I could trust people more than I do.
    I wish “he” would call.
    I wish I weren’t so pathetic.

  49. I wish I could go to Texas and hang out with you, sharing crazy and (possibly) inappropriate awesome stories. And then go shopping for taxidermied animals. And make up more words like “taxidermied” since according to my phone it’s not one now, but I just totally made it one

  50. I wish my doggie was still around.

    i wish i were a little bit taller
    i wish i were a baller

  51. My mom says that there’s a minute every day where anything you wish comes true. One time I wished for a magnetic clipboard, and received it randomly in one of those holiday crackers. The joke in my family when something like that happens is that “You wasted a wish!” We all wish for little things like being less scared, and having less foot pain, and hoping our cat’s fur grows back… and we probably get those wishes all day.

    All of that because I was just thinking how incredibly grateful I am that people don’t really wish for horses. *shudders*

  52. I wish that our dog wasn’t so neurotic. There is only room in this house for one neurotic living thing and I was here first.

    I kind of also wish I had a house elf because holy crap, I am lazy.

    Also? I wish I hadn’t napped this afternoon because now I’m not tired.

  53. I wish I never had to deal with my low self-esteem and depression ever again, that they would just be magically healed.

  55. I wish I could take away your pain and anxiety. But then you probably wouldn’t such an amazing writer, because I TOTALLY wrote my best shit when I was dangerously depressed, and then when I got better, I stopped being funny. So it’s a trade-off. OK, so now I wish I could take away SOME of your pain and anxiety. Just enough to give you some relief, but not enough to make you boring like I am. Wait, you don’t even want to have a slight risk of being boring like I am. Can I wish for a horse now?

  56. I hope you aren’t freaking out over lap chole, although I know you probably are. It is not that bad; the recovery won’t be a walk in the park but it won’t be bad and you’ll be so much happier without all the awful flare-ups (which would have gotten worse, trust me).

  57. I would wish for more time with my friends. They just left after being here for almost two weeks and I miss them like crazy.

  58. I wish I owned this house, stocked full of 25 years of food, water and necessary supplies, with it’s own water and energy supply completely separate from the grid. And if not that, then that I have graduated from college with awesome grades and a job lined up.

  59. I wish I didn’t feel so overwhelmed by the prospect of selling my house and even though I’m happier than ever I’m divorced I wish I could stay in this house but can’t…you can’t stay with someone you don’t love just for the kids…or a house.

  61. I wish I had the guts to try and publish something I’ve written. I’ve just read so much crap that I am afraid I would totally fall into that category.

    And also, I wish I had the guts to sing karaoke just once. But let’s face it, I’ll never be as good in front of a crowd as I am in the shower…

  63. I wish I could be in a little less pain every day.
    If not that, I wish I could spend less time level grinding at life.

  64. Damn, I was gonna wish for world peace, or at least whirled peas. Okay, I would wish for a pain-free for life (me: low back pain and bad joints, him: no cartilage left in either knee) for both my husband and I.

  66. I wish my husband had steady work so he wouldn’t worry so much. And then I wouldn’t have to work after this baby was born.
    I wish we could afford a house.
    I wish I had a best friend.

  68. I wish for a little sweet lake house with a hammock where I could take naps and think of best sellers 🙂
    I wish for a published novel and financial freedom so that my son could go to a school equipped for his needs.
    I wish for health and happiness for my family and I wish for my son recognizing his greatness!

  69. I wish that my co-worker hadn’t died last saturday in a horrible accident.

  71. I wish the pinched nerve in my neck would get better. I’m trying to be less grumpy at work, and it isnt helping.
    I wish I were less scared, less sad, less stuck.
    But mostly, I wish for a happier neck.

  72. Sex. Preferably really good sex. Sex with Dwayne Johnson if truth be told.

  73. I wish I was a little bit taller.
    I wish I was a baller.
    I wish I had a girl who looked good; I would call her.
    I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat,
    And a six four Impala.

    Sorry…I couldn’t stop myself…
    Maybe I should wish for more self control…
    Nah, that’s just silly.

  75. I wish I didn’t miss him so damn much. It’s been six years; when will it stop hurting?

  76. I wish I could give myself fully to people and ideas, without worrying about having a way out.

  77. I wish I had a huge kitchen and lots of time to make food and play bass.
    And I wish Nine Inch Nails was playing a Northern California date that wasn’t some stupid expensive festival in a park that is a lousy concert venue. And that QOTSA would do the same. And I could have dinner with both Trent Reznor AND Josh Homme.
    And I wish most of all my mom was still with us. Even after almost 10 years, I miss her more than a wish can express.

  81. I wish I could live my life over. I wish I’d pursued my dreams when I was younger and less broken. I wish I had a cupcake.

  82. I wish Multiple Sclerosis didn’t exist – the physical losses I’ve seen my mom go through totally suck, but the affect the disease and the meds have had on her mind break my heart. I miss my MOM – the one I could talk to about anything, the woman who was my friend and a rock of constant love and support. I love my mom as she is now, but I miss her as she was, too. Also, I wish chocolate was calorie free.

  84. I wish for all of the previous wishes to come true!
    Especially Anonymous in #5
    I wish everyone would just laugh more and be more sarcastic
    I wish cancer to go the fuck away
    I wish depression wouldn’t lie
    I wish I lived next door to you because I swear I wouldn’t stalk you, just leave wine/bourbon slushies at your door
    I wish I had the courage to do what Wendy Davis did
    I wish my kids will grow up strong

  86. I wish money didn’t assume as much importance as it does.
    I wish teleporting was a real thing.
    I wish my relationship of two years hadn’t come to an end.
    I wish I had a cat.
    I wish there was a job where reading books was synonymous with doing something insanely wonderful for the world.

    I know you’re scared about your surgery (maybe it’s something else) whatever it is Jenny…I definitely wish you happiness. 🙂

  87. I would wish to always have exactly as much money as I needed at each moment, no more or no less.

    And maybe a cure for celiac disease, so I could finally walk into a bakery and eat cupcakes without having to research their entire baking process.

  88. I wish I didn’t panic so much over my health and well being. But now I’m panicking that would come true and if it did then I wouldn’t give a hoot about it and then I would die because I didn’t give a hoot. UGH! So, I guess I’ll just wish that I could take a damn vacation.

  90. Right now? A piece of fruit- but I usually wish to be a respected writer, eradicate animal cruelty and live comfortably in the south of france with a dog or two…

  91. I wish I could spend every hour of every day feeling the joy I feel on those rare days when it’s just me and my husband and we are free to do what we want, when we want, as much as we want.

  92. I wish that when I met you in Tempe I wasn’t too scared to get a photo.

  95. I wish I had the funds to get my anxiety/ mental illness/ nutty factor professionally diagnosed so my family would believe me.

  96. I wish there were more animals and less people. Or at least that people would stop killing animals for anything except survival. Not convenience, survival.

  97. I wish I would get out of my head sometimes.
    I wish I wasn’t so scared of doctors.
    I wish I didn’t know what a panic attack felt like.
    I wish all child molesters died before they ever even had a chance to think about doing anything so evil!

  99. And I wish laptops had arms and a hug app so I could hug you from here, Ms. Jenny.

  100. More than anything, and especially after today, I wish someone could go inside my brain and figure out what is wrong with me. Or I wish that someone, anyone, somewhere would empathize with my pain. I’m tired of feeling so completely invalidated all the time….

    Maybe my wish will come true, I’ll pray for it tonight like I do every night and see if maybe you worked some sort of your magic for me 😉

  102. I wish for horses, because I can’t not wish for horses, but I also wish for the money to keep them.
    I wish that I could help.
    I wish Love. (I know, entirely too close to world peace, so I guess if you insist on not counting it, that’s ok, but it’s still what I wish.

  103. Really, I wish I could be a pyrotechnician, cuz blowing shit up all pretty is my dream life.

  104. Wow. Reading some of the comments makes me wish I could grant *your* wishes. My wishes are so petty and materialistic. I’m in a good place in my life, and I’m grateful for that.

  105. I wish everyone’s student loans were deleted and we could all get a fresh start. I wish I had my Dad back. I wish I didnt suck at relationships.

  106. I wish I was never injured and lost my surgical career.
    I wish I had the money to repay all those medical school loans.

    barring that I wish I had a comfortable house in a place I actually want to live (and room for the cats)

  107. I wish my brother and sister-in-law enjoyed good health instead of the medical problems they endure every damn day.

  108. I wish I knew how to make my grandmother’s pecan pie.

    I’m going to call her in the morning and make her give me the recipe. This wish will come true and I didn’t even realize it was something I wanted until I actually thought about it. Thank you for that.

    I hope everyone else is able to get their wishes.

  109. I wish for peace about my cross-country move that’s happening next week.

    I wish for financial security.

    I wish for health for myself and my husband, and our cat.

  111. I wish infertility did not exist.

    I wish thyroid imbalances were a simple fix.

    I wish I never have to take another pill for medical reasons ever again.

  112. I wish I could find a career I truly loved (and was good at) and I wish for someone to love and love me back, I’ve never had either.

  113. Since I can’t wish for world peace, I guess I have to go with wishing for a perky butt and 20 year old boobs, the kind that don’t disappear in your armpits when you lie down.

  115. I wish I could find the courage to get back to that happier place where I was writing more funny things than sad things.
    I wish I weren’t feeling so lonely right now.
    And I wish that I was in a better place where I could remember all of the random and wonderful things I wish for on a daily basis. Like how I wish I could cross off my bucket list item about being able to eat an orange out of the Orange Bowl trophy.

    Hey, lookie there, guess I’m in a bit of a better place than I thought.

  116. 1) I wish I had my diploma.

    2) I wish there would be no more bullying.

    3) I wish I could sing, dance, draw, or do SOMETHING artistic.

  117. I wish my Mom had believed me when I was 16 and went to her after I had been raped.

    I wish I felt loved by someone.

  118. I wish I knew how to stop apathy.

    I wish I could stop worrying.

    I wish she was home for good.

  119. I wish I could have my baby, healthy, and SOON.
    I want to SEE him, I want to HOLD him, and more than ever I want to NOT be pregnant.

  121. I wish I had more margaritas.
    I wish I could get a full-time job without going through the interview process.
    I wish I were more patient with my fiction and myself.
    I wish I could play the violin.
    I wish I could hug all of you and make your wishes come true.

  122. i wished for help, and for a friend. i found your book/blog. it helped rid me of my social anxiety by showing me a social sphere i could relate to. shortly thereafter i found the guts to start a family. my baby girl was born last April. now that i have everything, i wish for her to one day find her tribe, so she can too.

  123. I wish I could take my 4 year old cancer away from him. I’d gladly take it myself, if it would spare him.

  124. I wish for stiffer penalties for repeat offenders and tighter gun control.

  125. I wish I were brave enough to get out of a relationship that isn’t good for either of us.

    I wish I could reason through my problems 100% of the time. Currently I’m okay maybe 95-99% of the time and other times are crying and panic attacks.

    I wish I wasn’t so afraid of seeing a doctor/therapist. I wish I wasn’t afraid of medication.

    I wish I had a job I enjoyed.

  126. I wish I could find a job I liked, and even moreso, I wish I could figure out my passion in life. If you know, could you tell me?

  127. I wish a grownup would come and do all of the things for me.
    I wish someone would take care of my son for 24 hours so I could go a whole day without changing a shitty diaper.
    I wish I were smarter.
    I wish I was a better mother.
    I wish I wasn’t so lonely that I run everyone off so I can revel in my loneliness.
    I wish someone could grant one of my wishes.

  130. I wish that there was a cure for my little girl’s cerebral palsy. As proud as I am of her, I hate watching her struggle through surgeries, therapies, more doctors than most people see in a lifetime. I would give almost anything for that wish to come true.

  132. I wish alcohol didn’t have a hold on my 22 year old :,( and that he still listened to his mama! (Sorry to be a “Debbie Downer”…but you asked!)

  133. I wish I could find a job that didn’t make me miserable.
    I wish my parents weren’t so broke that my husband and son and I have to move in with them to pay their bills.
    I wish I had even a single friend.
    I wish my mom hadn’t eaten herself into needing a quintuple bypas at 58.
    I wish I wasn’t heading down the same path.
    I wish I was a better mom.
    I wish I liked my husband more.
    I wish I liked me more.
    I wish I was more likeable.
    I wish for anything good to happen in my life, to outweigh all the crap I’ve been handling lately.

  135. I wish I could let others help me, and wasn’t so stubbornly independent.
    I wish my best friends lived closer.
    I wish I was actually as kind as others think I am.

  138. I wish I could worry less. I wish I could make and keep in contact with my friends. I wish I were married with kids. I wish it were Friday so I could give my notice at work so that I can start working at my new goal of going back to school. I wish my boyfriend didn’t worry and stress so much. I think that’s too many wishes. But I agree with Jenny and also wish I could meet many of you so I could give you a hug and hang out for the night.

  139. I was going to wish to feel less lonely but after reading all these comments I don’t feel so alone. Huh.

  140. I wish I wasn’t transgender.
    Or I at least wish I had enough money to achieve the body that I need.

    I’ve been transitioning for 6months and just don’t make enough money to continue buying hormones. I feel so much better than I ever have, I wish I could continue.

  141. I wish I could be half as awesome as you. And also I wish the Doctor would show up in the TARDIS and take me to some super cool part of the universe.

  143. I wish I could help my brother stop drinking and hurting our family with his actions.
    I wish I could buy my grandfather a new house, one that isn’t falling down around him.
    I wish I had a job that I loved, and paid all my bills.
    I wish I could yodel.

  145. I wish for horses. Oh, wait – you said don’t do that. I wish that folks would have a little more compassion for others. Except when I’m in the express lane at the grocery store and the lady in front of my has 22 items – then I have no compassion AT ALL and wish everyone could COUNT.

  146. I wish I didn’t feel like I was never getting any where with my health. Went to the neurologist today only to have 3 tests ordered (feel a little more hopeful than the blood work that the glandular specialist ordered but still I’m broken and copayments and coinsurences don’t grow on trees and weeks go by with no conclusive answer on why I’m broken)

    I wish I would sleep at night. I lay awake while the rest if the world sleep only to conk out while everyone else starts there day.

    I wish my brother would email/call/text/smoke signal me, I miss him and worry

  151. My wish is that my soon to be ex husband will sign the papers that will allow me to keep the house.

  153. I wish I had more friends and didn’t feel so alone in a city of 9 million.

  154. I wish someone would have recognized my depression for what it was 20 years ago, so I wouldn’t have given up on my music career a few years after graduating from college.

    I wish I was comfortable in my own skin.

    I wish my sister hadn’t turned into a lying scammer when she married her husband.

    I wish the conversations I have in real life were as good as the practice ones I have in my head.

  155. I wish I had a particle transporter so I could go anywhere I wanted to go anytime I wanted. And, of course, not have to worry I’d turn into a fly.

  156. I wish I could make everyone’s wishes reality. We all kind if deserve that.

  157. I wish I didn’t have another blood clot in my shoulder…..that is screwing up my life and my plans to start a family…

  158. I wish my mom understood how important she is to me. I wish for her to keep fighting her depression because I need her. I wish people were kinder to themselves.

  159. @Jess (127). … I too am trans, but I would suggest you not give up. Where do you live? In many cities there are sliding scale options. I know because I helped start one in Chicago. I have connections in many locations and can research to find others. Contact me and we’ll see what we can do.

  161. I wish my grown daughter like me.

    I wish that the really good people like friend didn’t have cancer.

    I wish I could have had someone love me.

  162. I wish I’d ended that relationship before I lost the ability to trust.
    I wish I had more faith in myself.
    I wish I could find the one thing I’m really good at, instead of a dozen things I’m ok at.

  164. I wish I had the self-confidence to talk to boys. I wouldn’t be the only 32 year old who’s never even gone on a date.
    I’d wish I was skinny because apparently boys will come talk to you if you’re skinny but then I’d still be the socially awkward skinny girl, and that wouldn’t solve any of my problems.
    I wish I had confidence in myself.

  165. I wish the two young people I know who died this year were still alive.

  167. I’d wish that my husband’s med school debt was paid off. I can’t even properly fathom how much debt we’re in.

  169. I wish my feet didn’t itch like crazy from reacting to my new sandals yesterday.

    No, I wish it would be 10 degrees cooler and wet, so I wouldn’t need to wear sandals!

  170. I wish that I was less anxious, that my anxiety voices were a little quieter, that I wasn’t so hesitant and I wish that I will get better.

  171. I wish I could fall in love with someone who’ll love me back. That unrequited stuff is for the birds.

  172. I wish I cared a little less what other people think of me. It really holds me back and makes me do idiotic things. That, and I wish my cat had his 4th leg because it’s really sad when he has an itch on that side and his little stump is trying so hard to scratch it. Oh! And I want a pet unicorn.

  173. I wish I could truly appreciate what a wonderful man my boyfriend is, and once and for all stop thinking about my ex
    and I wish I could have seen my dad one last time

  175. i wish we could all come up with a bloggess bat signal.. a “blignal”. like how about from now on whenever we need help we put a giant metal chicken in the front yard? it can be the universal signal for “I’m in my pjs and hiding out from _______. come join me under my bed fort, we’ll make smores!”

  176. I wish I was braver
    I wish I could eat what I want
    I wish people all would keep “Wheatons Law”

  177. I wish my husband was still alive. There were days we didn’t always like each other, but I always loved him. And I’ve missed him everyday for the past three months.

  178. I wish I didn’t still wish I were dead at least once per day, in spite of having a healthy relationship now. Finally. I wish I had an emotional filter so I wouldn’t FEEL so fucking much, but without being turned into a robot like lithium did to me. I wish I could stop worrying so much and lighten the stress. I wish a lot of things, really.

  179. When I read the teaser in Twitter I said – out loud – “I wish I had a million dollars!” Then I laughed because a million dollars doesn’t go as far as you think it should (especially in California where a tiny house is more than a million dollars). Then I clicked the link and started reading people’s wishes. Then I cried. So I guess if you’re asking.. what do I really wish… I wish my brother hadn’t died three months ago.

  181. I wish I had a Star Trek style transporter. My family and friends are so scattered, and travel is so expensive, I wind upfeeling like little pieces of my heart are scattered all over the world.

  182. I really just want a new purse. Something leather, and a pretty kinda bright, happy, summery color. Not like grandma colors or anything. Kinda big, but not really.

  184. I wish I’d had the confidence to ask her out. I wish I could find her now. I wouldn’t make that mistake again.

  186. I wish I had the kind of partnership with someone that you have with Victor.

  188. I wish I knew why my sofa smells like that. Or maybe I don’t. I’ll ask the seven year old in the morning.

  189. I wish I could fix broken people.
    I wish I had enough money to live comfortably for them rest of my life.
    I wish I had my dad back so I could spend more time with him and tell him I love him one more time.

  190. I wish that the economy weren’t so screwed up that I, as a single, college educated, career woman in her 30’s, hadn’t spent the holiday weekend crying over deciding how to renew my already overly-expensive lease at $50 more per month, or figure our how to scratch up enough cash to move. All while not having enough cash to refill my anxiety meds. Tough weekend. Thank God for a family that notices when something is wrong makes sure I get the meds I need. The rest will work its way out in the end.

  191. I wish I didn’t have to do in vitro to get pregnant. I want a baby!

  193. I wish I was engaged to my boyfriend. And I wish I wasn’t too scared to ask him myself

  195. I wish I could totally forget the plots of my favorite books so that they’d be just as breathtaking every time I read them.

  196. I wish I I could ensure that my family would be secure now and in the future.
    Not rich, just comfortable enough to not feel like a sword is hanging over me all the time.
    I wish I could feel like I could look for a woman to share my life, but how do I find
    the time? How do I ask someone to take on the burdens of my family?

  200. I almost always wish I’d win the lottery, which is hard to do, cause I hardly ever buy tickets. I want be one of those who buys one ticket & wins the whole thing & then I’d give a bunch of it to charity, cause there’s too many hungry, homeless people & sad lonely pets.

  202. I wish I could get my self confidence back. I wish I hadn’t traded my self-respect for momentary relief.

  203. I wish I had been able to keep up my xanax free streak.
    Although I’m grateful I managed a few days without it.

  204. I wish my own teeth were healthy & strong. I don’t want movie star teeth, just healthy teeth.

  205. i wish i didn’t loathe myself and my body so much that i can no longer have a meal or even a beer (or several) w/o wanting to be run down by a very large truck..or that dying were easier…

  206. I wish my life goals didn’t change drastically from day to day. It makes it hard to plan.
    Also I wish I knew how to bake macarons.

  207. I wish to be a little ( or a lot) happier.

    I wish I was more financially comfortable.

  208. I wish for the strength to get through the next time I want to stop feeling.
    I wish that my son will be like his dad and be well physically and mentally.
    I wish that I wasn’t so filled with anxiety that it keeps me from making friends.
    I wish that my son wasn’t being bullied at school that refuses to do anything about it.
    I wish that my husband could have had just one more day with his dad.

  209. I wish … I don’t know really. There’s loads of stuff I want and need – money and everyday life stuff (mortgage repayments, home repairs, school fees) but I think, seeing as though it is only one wish, I think maybe I’ll waste it one fantastic night… or something.

  210. I wish that my son’s hearing would be restored and he would no longer have any speech impediments.

  211. I wish I had more energy so I could get things done.
    I wish my feet didn’t hurt so that when I do have energy I could do all that I wanted.
    I wish I wasn’t allergic to anything, but especially watermelon. And peaches. And blueberries.
    I wish there was a restaurant open 24 hours that served awesome salads instead of greasy diner food.

  212. I wish I wasn’t in debt up to my eyeballs (well really, over my head) due to school…
    I wish my house laundry was done (and the dishes too).
    I wish I was skinnier..

  213. I wish for mental health for my family members who do not have it right now.

  214. I wish we had enough money to have all of the things we need instead of having to pick. For example: getting my teeth fixed instead of chewing on only one side of my mouth, or if I cant ever have the air conditioner in my car fixed, at least being able to have the back window roll down so the kids arent SO hot. Or having more gas money so we could go to the park more instead of staying home all the time. Enough to buy fresh fruits and veggies instead whatever cheap crap is on sale that I have coupons for. Just enough to actually get by instead of almost getting by.

  215. I wish I could be easier on myself and my kids. I wish I could remember that everything is actually okay, I’m really not preventing catastrophes by working myself too hard. I wish I could allow myself to play more.

  216. I wish I hadn’t spent the last seven years hoping and wishing and wondering when I would finally be enough for him. Because I could have been all someone else has ever wanted all along.

  217. I wish I could take away any anxiety or sadness my husband is experiencing as we watch his aging father’s health and memory deteriorate. I also wish that my best friend of 25 years hadn’t died of a heart attack a few weeks ago at age 46.

  218. I wish…

    …I wish my daughters hadn’t died.

    I wish other things, too, but I’m still so broken that I’m not sure they matter. I wish it was easier to get through grief? I wish I didn’t feel an overwhelming urge to throat punch people who ask, “Aren’t you over it yet?” and “When are you going to get back to normal?”

    I wish I had all the time I wanted/needed to write. I wish fibromyalgia would fucking go away.

    I wish I could feel happy again.

  219. I wish that when a provider is dismissive of a patient’s problems, I could transfer the patient’s symptoms to them for a few hours, to give them a chance to grow some empathy.

  220. I wish that I could know what my future holds: am I ever going to find someone to love me, will everything work out, were the last five years really as much of a waste as they seem…

    And I wish that the little voice in the back of my mind, the one that whispers (and sometimes shouts) how ugly, useless, worthless, and stupid I am, would finally shut up and give me peace. I wish I could know what it feels like to look in the mirror and like what I see, wish I could actually like myself for a change.

  221. I wish everyone had someone who loved and accepted them the way my husband does me because then I think there would be a lot less people doubt terrible things to others.

    I wish I knew why things stopped word wrapping on my phone and whether this was going to post right or show up as one big long line.

    I wish I could do work that I love and that it would support me and my horses. Specifically, I wish for my dream to become reality. (It involves horses, inner healing, dressage, and teaching trainers a non-dominance approach to working with both human and equine students.)

    And actually, I do wish someday to have a talented and healthy dressage horse. Oh, and to be a more confident rider. But right now I’m grateful for my talented but stifle (knee) cartilage challenged horse and the gift horse I received to be a companion for mine when we finally get to bring the horses home.

    And I wish for healing for all those who posted before me (and who will post after me) and especially for the posts by people who have been raped or who love people who have been raped.

  222. I wish I could love myself enough to believe when others say they love me.
    I wish my son would be less anxious and be able to enjoy his life as a brilliant young man.
    I wish my mother didn’t have lung cancer.

  224. I wish I knew my life’s purpose.
    I wish the wishes of those who posted before me and those who will post after me come true.
    I wish I could be more grateful for all the good things.
    I wish I had the energy to do the tasks I need to do.

  225. I wish we had unlimited disposable income, so we could retire and I could spend all my time with my hubby.

    I also wish we had that income so we could use a portion of it to support our local theater, zoo and a few other non-profits I would love to make large gifts to!

  226. I wish I could find out the sex of my baby tomorrow, so I can start stocking up on gender-appropriate diapers.
    I wish we had a bit more money, so we could travel for the weekend and pay bills and buy baby stuff on the same fortnight.
    I wish I were more confident to start a career as a Tupperware salesperson.
    I wish my mom would go to the doctor and fix that horrible cough of hers.
    I wish I could help people more.

  228. My wish is that everyone here finds their happiness. You all are not alone and there are many of us who understand and love all of you for EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE !!! Under all the pains of life are beautiful, loving people who truly are more loved than they realize. You don’t know me but I am one of those who love you.

  230. I wish I trusted anyone.
    I wish people were more tolerant and less judgmental.
    I wish at least once in their life, everyone could feel like they belong.
    I wish I wasn’t so terrified of the responsibility of being loved.
    I wish I wasn’t so negative.
    I wish every animal could live a long, safe, happy life and die of old age.

  232. I wish my mom didn’t have to be so alone and that she was back home where she belongs
    I wish I wasn’t so broken so my husband wouldn’t have to fix me so often
    I wish my fridge was always stocked with whipped cream and pumpkin pie
    I wish the night wasn’t so long and full of doubt

  233. I wish that my next job will be my dream job and will last as long as I want it to.

  235. I wish that when I was 19, the doctor wouldn’t have told me that I would never be able to have children.

    I also wish that the life choices I made after finding that out could be taken back.

    But most of all, I wish that someday, I’ll have a child of my own to cherish. Ah well, I have dogs right now, and they’re awesome.

  236. I wish I didn’t have this nasty cold. I wish my house wasn’t so cluttered.

  237. I wish that I could spend all day reading and writing and doing whatever else I wanted instead of working. I wish that someday I will get this opportunity.

  238. I wish my little sister didn’t have a diving accident and was still alive.

  239. I wish my son and daughter-in-law would tell me what I did or said that caused them to disown me. I haven’t seen my granddaughter since she was 8 months old…she is 7 1/2 now…and I’ve never met my grandson…he is 5. Please just tell me what happened so I can try to fix it or change myself. When they tell me “If you don’t know, we’re not going to tell you” it does not help. It only makes me really understand how childish they are. I love them all, and I think about them every day.

  240. My wish is that my cat Maggie makes it through the night until we can see the vet who knows her condition tomorrow. Reading your blog as I stay awake with her-keeps me snickering and light(er) hearted, which is much appreciated.

  241. I wish my Love could get a break and have some good things start happening in his life. He’s been on a downward spiral for way too long, it’s time for things to start looking up. Please! Thank you!

  242. I wish adults and children didn’t have to die from cancer.
    I wish I wasn’t worried my friend’s son will die while we are out of the country.

  243. I wish I could stop being so angry, sad, scared, or all three at once.
    I wish I would stop letting my fears run me and just live in the moment.
    I wish I were kinder to people I love.
    I wish everyone else could have their wishes come true.

  246. I wish the fuckin rollercoaster would stop already.
    And I wish for those self drivon cars to go public so i could make a cross country road trip wotjout havin to stop for sleep.

  247. I wish that we all didn’t have these sad things that we need to wish our way out of.

    I wish that we could just give everyone a big hug and make it better.

  248. I wish that I saw some light at the end of the dark tunnel I made for myself

    I also wish people could just somehow be happy…but I guess that is not how life really works.

  249. I wish I were smarter. I wish I could sing. I wish life wasn’t always so hard.

  250. I wish I didn’t have Crohn’s Disease, because I’m pretty sure that I could have made all my other wishes come true, if I hadn’t been so sick all my life…

  251. I have a lot of wishes, from the mundane “I wish my student loans would pay themselves off” to the extravagant “I wish that one particular incredibly hot Korean music star would somehow discover my existence and realize I am the ONLY WOMAN who could ever make him happy and take me away from this ridiculously boring though nothing to complain about life I’ve got going on”. Because seriously, who WOULDN’T want to be taken away from all this normalcy by the superstar of their dreams? I’m not even being greedy – I’ll leave David Tennant for another girl! …this time.

  253. I wish people that I love and trust would stop hurting me.

    I wish the people that hurt me wouldn’t ask if I consider their feelings when I’m angry about them hurting mine.

  254. I wish I had my own private jet so that I could visit my family in Australia whenever I want. Or I could fly them over to me. Feelin’ a bit homesick…

  255. I wish I had spent more time with my grandma. The last time I saw her healthy was at my bridal shower… And I barely spent any time with her. The next day she was admitted to the hospital where she stayed. Until we said goodbye 6 days after my wedding.

    I wish I could go back and confront the person at the hospital who judged me (and my husband and brother and sil) for visiting my grandma when she was in the hospital immediately after the wedding. I wanted her to understand there was NO place on earth I would rather have been then there with her.

    I wish I knew how to talk to my family.

  256. I wish I had money, money, money… to make my son’s BD special in a few days… to releave all this stress that’s making me old…
    Money. Money. Money! Things would be easier.

    There’s some great wishes in the comments. I wish I had those thoughts…

  257. I wish I didn’t feel like I was about to cry. Or, I wish I could figure out why I feel like I’m about to cry. Things are great, but not happy tears great. It’s probably the edge of a panic attack. I wish I didn’t get panic attacks.

    I wish I had more cheese.

  260. I wish I was healthy.

    Based on what my mom has said about my infancy, I was born with IBS, which means my nerve ending are extra sensitive to everything, but since I was born with it, it is not caused by the usual suspects (depression, anxiety, etc.) and this hyper sensitivity has spread to the rest of my body. Right now just wearing clothing is making my skin feel like it is on fire even though if one looked at my skin, it would look completely normal. My doctors don’t seem to know what to do with me since it is not caused by one of the usual suspects and they cannot find anything physically wrong with me. Unfortunately I am also hypersensitive to medication so for now, I just have to deal with this.

  261. I wish my very old dogs would live forever.
    I wish my vintage shop made enough money to sustain me & the 2 very old dogs–with sometimes very large vet bills–comfortably.
    I wish I was secure enough financially so my parents wouldn’t worry–even at my age.
    I wish I was as brave as I was when I was 20, or even 30.
    I wish people only saw me as old as I feel & not as old as I am getting.
    I wish my family were eternally safe, healthy & happy.
    I wish I didn’t worry about all of the above so much.

  262. Easy. A job and a place to live. Not necessarily in that order. Actually need the latter first, as I have to move by next Monday and I currently have nowhere to move to.

    And also some friends to help me move my stuff into storage next weekend. I’ve asked, no one has agreed, it sucks. Now I have to come up with money for movers. Remember the no-job thing above?

    I could also delete the first 2-part wish (with bonus mini 3rd wish) and just wish for a shit-ton of money. Like, a million dollars or something. Then I could afford to hire movers, pay rent, probably buy a car, pay off some debt, move out of the shitty city I’m in which is a vortex of weird energies and has been the site of almost every crappy thing that’s happened to me in my adult life, all of which have happened since I moved here 3.5 years ago…I’m the cause of most of my problems, but I really need help to start fixing it all, and I’m not getting much. So there’s that.

  263. I wish I didn’t wait for something bad to happen every time good things come along.

    I wish I could have a nice little house that was all mine.

    And I really, really wish more people knew my books existed.

  265. I wish I could see how my life would have been different if I had made different choices (a la “It’s a Wonderful Life”) so that I could stop wondering.
    I’m another that wishes for financial freedom. It would take so much stress away. Also, the grinding of the teeth.
    I wish I could have another baby.
    I wish I could sleep.
    I wish all my family could have happiness and health for their entire lives.
    I wish I could trust easier.

  266. I wish I didn’t cry every time I think of people giving me sympathy
    I wish my husband would sort out his midlife crisis and realise we’re good for each other
    I wish I could do chin ups without help!
    🙂

  267. My wife says: Wisdom is wasted on the old because the young don’t take advantage of that knowledge when it is passed along. I wish we could change that.

  268. I wish I could be friends with all of you that wish for a friend.
    I wish graduating college would stop being interrupted by various surgeries. I mean, it’s really annoying. They take too long and can’t even have the decency to occur when there is a break from school!
    I wish everyone’s wishes would come true.

  270. You very adeptly subjunctived. Nicely done. And your title reminded me of an old commercial…or I think it was a commercial. It’s something my husband and I say to each other…

    If love were beans I’d give you a lot of beans.

    I wish you were less sad and scared too. Rose quartz, rhodochrosite, labradorite…those might help and are pretty as well 🙂

  271. I wish my mom (one of the kindest people you’d ever meet) didn’t have Parkinson’s or bipolar disorder.

    I wish I didn’t suffer from the pain of fibromyalgia. It’s affected everything from my everyday well-being, to my career, to my relationship with my significant other. I wish I would have appreciated my good health before I got sick.

    Jenny, thank you for “Let’s Pretend This Never Happened,” your blog, and Twitter posts. I look forward to your posts and especially your upcoming book. My boyfriend and I listened to your book when we went on vacation last year. We loved your hilarious stories and I’m surprised my boyfriend managed to not drive off the road when we were laughing so hard.

    I appreciate your candor in speaking about your struggles with Rheumatoid Arthritis and depression. As someone who’s dealt with chronic pain and depression, I felt like I could identify with you. Thank you for helping people feel they’re not alone.

  272. 1. I wish that my plan of doing free unsolicited marketing for this French Language school in Cebu City that a supposedly rich jeweller owns (mother of fashion design girlaloo monique lhuiller) would get enough attention to get me to France or travel to places, which is a funny thing. Because I also wished before of being able to resist the urge to travel just because travelling supposedly makes one a wise actualized person civilized person. If I travel, then my lifetime goal of not being able to travel and being able to see the world in just in my local box would be doomed! It’s like, what if my life goal is NOT to travel? To be that guy who could travel but wouldn’t?

    Most people here in Cebu City that do a lot of travelling don’t seem to be more civilized than the politicians who steal money to buy expensive cars. But then that’s just what the media tells us here. Media here are owned by “political clan” politicians so huraaay for impartial journalism!

    2. I wish my plan of like selling my alphabet-template children’s book rooted from James Salter and J.D. Salinger and the derivatives of the humor of Groucho Marx, including that author whose father had this penchant humor using bobcats as props and that Reese Witherspoon really liked, the book being entitled: “An Alphabet of Pretension and Dishonesty for The Dishonest and Unpretentious” , (a Bisaya book in Bisaya language) — i hope this book gets enough track for me not to get back to Jovia and SSRI again. Them: Oh why is it in Bisaya Language? I can’t read it! Me: Why shouldn’t it be? Ako ning libro, kung gusto kag palami gikan nako, pag kat og Bisaya kuwanggol!

    3. I wish, like, nothing about the Charity dynamics of The Imaginarrium of Parnassus that Ledger movie happens here in my community. I help charity, but “honest” and “NON-hypocritical people” do not want me to do that. And I’m like, I’m in a double bind David Foster Wallace-style and but yaaay another episode of Adventure Time! Poop boop.

  273. I wish everyone I love could die of old age, surrounded by their grandkids.

    I wish I could teleport so I could see my friends and family whenever I want!

  274. I wish I had a job. I am bored out of my skull, clearly not going to get around to deep cleaning the house with a toothbrush, and tired of being alone most days. A job rejection begets depression and all those fun feelings of worthlessness and then I get sad and I stay home and the longer I stay home the more anxious I get about leaving, so I don’t. And then I’m bored and alone (but safe!) and when I finally start feeling better, I apply for more jobs… and then get rejected. I know I’m competing against eleventy billion people for work but come ON.

  276. I wish for my mother to be happy more often, that I didn’t have to go between households all the time, and that I get enough money to go to taxidermy school.

  277. I wish my hormones would quit making me fat,
    Or at least I wish I didn’t care that I was fat.

  278. I’d wish that I didn’t have such a stupid body. I’m not talking looks, or weight, I mean functionality. I wish I could get pregnant, and that my womb of doom didn’t set out to end every life it comes across. That bitch is evil.

  279. I wish I could just go to school forever and ever and just learn, none of this needing to do something with it sooner rather than later.

  282. I have made the same wishes every day for almost two years now:

    I wish I had been home when the fire started in my building.
    I wish I could have saved my beautiful cats.
    I wish they hadn’t died scared and alone.
    I wish I wasn’t terrified every time I set foot outside the house now.
    I wish I could sleep through the night.
    I wish I could go a single day without crying.
    I wish I hadn’t paid the price for someone else’s carelessness.
    I wish I could tell people how much I am hurting, even after so much time has passed.

  283. I wish I was 39 1/2 weeks pregnant, and due on Friday instead of planning a memorial for my stillborn son.

  284. I wish I could travel more, and that I didn’t get so unbearably anxious on airplanes!

  286. I wish my friend felt the same way about me as I do about him.
    I wish my cat could be with me forever.
    I wish there was less pain and suffering in the world.

  288. I wish I could fill everyone’s wishes.

    Also wish I didn’t have to work outside the home, so my daughter could be with me more.

  289. I wish my mom could get some answers and resolution in her life. It’s been terrible since my dad died in December, and she is so very sad. I really really wish I get the job I interview for tomorrow. Really really. And a minor wish? I wrenched my back this weekend, and I wish the pain would go away, like now.

  290. To Laura (comment #44, who likely will never see this)~
    We wish it. We love our 2 kids, both with ASD, but what parent would refuse to wish their child’s challenges away? When my kids cry because they just don’t get it, and they know it’s the autism making it harder, why would I not wish the condition away? They would still be the same kids. They would be loveable, outgoing, creative, courageous, but they would be able to learn like the other kids do. I know there is so much more to them than the autism, but is is the autism that tries to block their potential.

  291. i wish i had not killed my parents. dieing with dignity and terminal dehydration are not the same thing

  292. I wish my son didn’t have allergies
    I wish I could be less anxious about his allergies
    I wish I could hold on to the glimpses of happiness I feel

  293. I wish I had more time and energy to work on the things I want to work on.
    I wish I would never fall into another black hole of depression and anxiety.
    I wish I could afford to go to the doctor to get treated for my health issues.
    I wish everyone would stop judging everyone else for a while and try to empathize with them instead.
    I wish I had practiced more when I was younger abd actually had energy and time.

  294. I wish I believed that “Things will get better.” I’m only 18 and I wish I knew what it feels like having someone love me instead of always being the “strong, loner type”.

  295. I wish that I could be healthy and capable and kickass well into my 90s, then die in my sleep with no regrets, and that all of my descendents would have the same.

    I wish that I could speak and understand every language. (Okay, that’s my super-hero wish…sue me.)

    I wish I had just enough money that I never had to worry, but not so much that I’d be able to go free-range crazy without intervention.

  297. I wish my mother would accept the man I love.
    I wish I didn’t have to be my mother’s keeper.
    I wish I could get through school faster.
    I wish I knew what choices to make to have my life go how I want it to.
    I wish people would be more forgiving.
    I wish there were more hours in a day…

    Also, If wishes are horses, I definitely don’t want to be deathly allergic to horses… Seeing as the horse population would explode out of control, and by consequence I would suffocate to death. So I guess I also wish I weren’t allergic to horses.

  298. I wish that the Dr would call right now and tell me I don’t have a brain tumor and that I get to spend the rest of my life watching my little boy grow up (I had additional MRI scans today and they are ruling out a brain tumor and I am scared as hell). I would give up everything I own or will own…I mean everything for that to be true.

  299. I wished for a projector on my last birthday so I can watch movies and share it with my neighbors on a huge screen at the local basketball court. Far from the City, no cinema. I sure love the peace and low cost of living here, though sometimes I miss the crowd of a cinema!

    -Wished not granted but the birthday went on (lol). If I had told my husband I’d kill myself on my birthday if no projector, you think he’ll buy me one or he’ll kill me first? <3 Anyway, the TV is okay for now. 🙂

  300. I wish someone would go upstairs and take a shower for me so I could go to work. And grocery shopping.

  301. I wish I had more confidence at a younger age.
    I wish that my husband saw all the amazing things that I see in him.

    And a house elf would be awesome too!

  302. I wish I had brought a piece of my daughters birthday cake with me to work…
    Or that I was just not at work at all, but home so I could eat cake and then go to bed.
    I wish I could sing.

  303. I wish my dad, and little brother, and then my mom hadn’t all died.

    I wish for financial independence, so I could do and have what I want and need, and so I could help others as well.

    I wish my depression and anxiety were “cured” and finally all gone.

  304. I wish I’d just fucking go into labor already.

    I have been pregnant FOREEEEEVEEEEEEEEEEEEER and I’m scared this will be a monstrous 12-pound baby who will rip my fragile body apart with the force of its passage. Not actually, of course, because I’m being as fucking positive and empowered as someone can be when they are so clearly NOT in control. But what the fuck. What the actual fuck.

    No, seriously, birth junkies who are totally judging me right now: I am somewhere between 43 and 46 weeks pregnant. The March of Dimes is satisfied. I’m totally sure it’s time.

  305. I wish I didn’t give myself panic attacks at the thought of having a panic attack. It’s a vicious and exhausting cycle.

  306. A job that is decent. Decent hours, decent distance (no car), decent co-workers and bosses, decent pay (but minimum wage is fine, too).

  307. I wish that I could get out of this hole.
    I wish that depression and anxiety didn’t have such a stronghold on my life.
    I wish that my eating disorder wasn’t mine anymore.
    In the same breath, I wish I were thin.

    I wish I had the courage to face all of these things…to not feel like I need to sign this comment as anonymous.

  308. I wish I could snap myself out of this funk so I’d feel like I was living my life again instead of just getting through it day by day. Also I wish for a baby, and for my BFF who is also trying to have one too. And I wish I could think of something funny to end this comment with.

  309. I wish I had a soulmate and I could teach my daughter what a healthy relationship is.
    i wish my daughter wanted to do things with me.
    I wish I didn’t have anxiety or depression.

  311. I wish I had just a little more money

    I wish my life was a little less uncertain

    I wish I was a mom

    I wish I owned a house

    Just a couple of things. I don’t have a job and I’m 27 so the likihood of most of those things happening any time soon are small.

  312. I wish the bio moms of the kids I’m raising could stop the self destructive cycles they are in and realize, if only for a few moments, what wonderful, amazing, astonishing, spectacular children they are missing.

  313. I wish I would have fallen in love with someone who could love me back, instead of someone who can offer nothing more than a wistful “if only…” from a distance that might as well be infinite.

  314. I wish that I hadn’t gotten myself into this place, and now that I’m here, I wish that I could just stop–maybe not forever, maybe just for five minutes, but just stop everything long enough to think and to pull things together just a little.

    I wish I were as good as mother as my kids deserve.

    I wish I were braver, wiser and more true.

  315. I don’t think there was a me before depression. But there’s a medicated me who deals with a lot less depression and anxiety now. And there was once a me who never thought it would change. She was wrong.

    I hated everything and almost everyone. I was scared and built walls and was alone.

    I had a friend who refused to give up. I got help. I’ve come a long way.

    There was never a me without chronic pain, even as a child. There will never be a me without my particular stresses. But there’s a me now with better coping skills and support. And I’m thankful for that.

    So, yeah, while I sometimes resent having to take meds to be “normal,” I’m glad that they’re there.

    So I’m gonna stick to my wish about being a badass octopus. ‘Cause I could totally drop the chronic pain and depression as an octopus. ( I rewrote the octopodal rules in my wish, remember?)

    Hey, Jenny? If I’m ever in TX, can I wave in your general direction? I’ll give you advanced warning and I can down a klonopin smoothie and then we can wave at each other across Texas and we won’t even have to leave our yoga pants.

    And all the other commenters? I love your faces. You are amazing, whether you know it or not. Things can get better. If you’re facing big things, there are places to get help. Send me a message or something. Call the crisis hotline. Go to the ER. Things can get better and if you take the first steps toward getting help and changing your life? I am so damn proud of you.

    Hell, I’m proud of you if you even considered it. This shit can be scary. <3

  316. My wishes are pretty selfish too…like you, I wish I were less scared and sad. I wish I could really talk to people. I wish I didn’t live inside my head so much. I wish someone would love me just as much as I love them – not more or less. And I wish that all the people I love most were happy and healthy.

  317. That my friend didn’t have breast cancer. She is fighting hard, but is getting tired. And her son is only three.

  318. I wish I didn’t have anxiety attacks (about money, about my age), and that my cousin/best friend was still alive, and that I had more money to sustain my family.

  319. Sometimes I wish my husband had some Xanax that he could give me for said anxiety attacks.

  320. I wish the spider I just tried to kill in the living room wasn’t so damn fast and even more I hope he stays in the living room. Thirdly, I hope to God I can sleep because right now, I really just feel like I have spiders crawling all over me.

  321. @Elizabeth T #259 – have any of your doctors mentioned the possibility of Complex Regional Pain Syndrome? If not, it’s something to ask about. Causes extreme burning pain, swelling, and sometimes discoloration in one or more joints, and also allodynia (insane pain to non-painful things, like clothes or a light touch). It’s super rare so many doctors never see it, but I think you might talk to them about it.

    I wish I could wear pants. (See also, CRPS above.)
    I wish the 1st sympathetic nerve block had worked and that I wasn’t so freaked out about getting another. So I could wear pants.
    I wish I could have a 5-day ketamine coma so I could wear pants.
    I really miss my pants.

    And I wish we had a compound that we could all live in, with hammocks and iced tea and margaritas and apple-rhubarb pie. And hugs and love and support for all of us. We’ll call the compound, Bloglandia or Jennyvania. And when we can’t sleep, we’ll lay in the hammocks and wish and watch John Hughes movies on the outdoor movie screen.

  322. I wish I could go back to when my boys were little and life was so good. I wish I didn’t have to worry about money and how I’m going to make it to payday with $29.00. I wish I could stop crying all the time.

  324. I wish my anxiety about buying our first house was not keeping me up at night.
    I wish this crazy busy summer was over.
    I wish my intern would get a clue. (Sorry not very nice, but when you have to explain the same thing more than 3 times that other people get right away …)
    I wish I could make friends more easily (perhaps I could if I were not so critical of interns 😉

    I am however thankful that my job is finally interesting again, that I have a chance to buy a house, and that I have a wonderful husband and son who love me.

  325. I wish we could find our lost dog.
    I wish my sunburn would stop peeling.
    I wish my students cared more about their education.
    I wish everything would fall into place for our next adoption.

    I also wish I could help all the hurting people commenting on here. I wish I could make you see that life is beautiful, that people are worth it, that you are not alone, an that there is always hope.

  326. I wish that my Mom hadn’t passed away. I wish I wasn’t still angry about it.
    I wish I was strong enough to change
    I wish I wasn’t morbidly obese
    I wish exercise didn’t hurt so much
    I wish I could go swimming
    I wish my husband didn’t have to deal with all the legal crap going on
    I wish my husband could be happy
    I wish we could travel together
    I wish I could help people in the other comments
    I’m so grateful for finding my tribe, for finding my soulmate and love of my life, and cats

  327. I wish my elderly parents had more financial security so I wouldn’t be worrying about where they’re going to live when the money runs out – I don’t have the room to take them in.

    I wish my brother and his family wanted to see more of me.

    I wish I had friends that wanted to see more of me.

    I wish I had my own proper artist studio with enough room for decent sized canvasses.

    I wish I’d been able to have children.

    I wish I could have got to be a grandmother because I’d have been the coolest grandma on the planet.

  328. If I could wish for anything, I would wish that my next husband would be just like Julian Ashford in “Overseas” by Beatriz Williams. I don’t much care about the rich part, but he was loving and and smart (the opposite of my soon-to-be ex-husband), and do you know how hard it is to argue with someone who has a foreign accent? You just want to shut them up by ripping their clothes off. I would happily lose every argument that way for the rest of my life.

  329. I have lots of fanciful wishes, but unfortunately the thing I wish for most these days is a job.

  330. I wish I could have my life back the way it was two years ago before I got sick, it wasn’t perfect but it is damned better than the life I have now post sickness and recovery. I’ll never be able to walk independently again and the thought of this being my reality until I die makes me not want to keep on living. this isn’t living, it’s existing.

  332. I wish I was able to socialize with groups of people without wanting to melt into the floor.

    I wish I was strong enough to use the phone more so I could get more used to it and therefore not have so much anxiety when I use the phone.

    I wish I could look in the mirror and see SOMETHING.. ANYTHING I like about myself, instead of picking up only the bad things.

    I wish I felt like enough.

  333. On 11/11/11 at 11:11:11p I crossed my fingers, shut my eyes, and wished I was normal.

  335. I wish that I could better manage my anxiety.
    I wish I didn’t have an eating disorder as a result of my inability to manage my anxiety.

  336. I wish I could redo the day I was in the accident so that I wasn’t permanently disfigured and in danger of losing my home and everything I love.

  337. I wish that my daughter’s depression was over and she never cut herself again.
    And then I’d wish for unicorns because they’re horses with freaking HORNS on their heads and anytime some dick in a big car didn’t give me enough room on the road, I’d be able to gallop after him and get the unicorn to spear him in the groin.
    Oh, and I’d also wish that my cat stopped bring in bits of dead animal overnight. The squashed mouse head between my toes this morning did not make for a good start.

  338. I wish my mom didn’t have cancer.
    I wish my sister’s health would improve.
    I wish I didn’t have CHF + menorrhagia + being on Warfarin.
    I wish I had a decent job to help take care of all the above.
    Above all, I wish I knew why elbows are called elbows instead of el-bends?
    (weird thoughts in the middle of the night).

  339. I wish I could go back and change my entire 2006 year. I wish I could tell my 28 year old self; “dude, you have an anxiety disorder. That’s what is wrong. Get help.” I wish I could erase that year from existing for me and my 2 oldest children, who had to go along for the ride.

  340. I wish I had a clue how to support my unemployed, disabled ass – because while I love doing tea leaf readings on Fiverr (seriously, I do) they aren’t covering all the little luxuries at the moment. Like food and stuff. 🙂

  341. It ISN’T selfish to wish for your own happiness & peace of mind. Whoever told you otherwise is WRONG.
    I’m gonna wish you (and the other posters) lots of happiness and courage: as far as I’m concerned you all deserve it.

    Right now I wish for a successful, fulfilling new life in the USA when I start my PhD.

  342. Oh, Jenny! Is there enough time and space for all my wishes? These are my most important wishes:
    I wish I believed in myself as much as my loved ones believe in me.
    I wish I wasn’t so afraid of my light.
    I wish I would stop sabotaging myself and letting fear rule my life.
    I wish I wouldn’t stress-eat/eat my feelings.
    I wish my soulmate would come into my life already! WHERE IS HE??
    I wish I could look in the Mirror of Erised and see myself exactly as I am.
    I wish for a job that pays me better and realizes my tremendous worth. cus I’m awesome. seriously.

  343. I wish for someone to give me one of those really good hugs, where you know you are safe and supported enough to really let go and cry if you need to.

    I wish I could sleep through the night.

    I wish I could help some of the others here with their wishes.

    I wish I didn’t have to go it alone – that someone else could help me carry the load.

    I wish my student loan was paid off.

  344. Well, i have a horse, and I wish my horse wasn’t dead lame right now.
    i wish for a truck that runs.
    i wish my cowboy hadn’t left me for his cousin.

    after reading this, i really wish my life didn’t sound like a bad country song.

  346. I wish:
    – I wasn’t so scared to talk about my problems with people who care about me
    – To be able to afford to move
    – To have more time at home with my cat
    – For a clean apartment…or at least hardwood so I could stop vacuuming

  347. I wish I had the balls to say what’s really on my mind while I’m thinking it and not have to care if anyone’s feelings are hurt.

    I wish the chemo hadn’t destroyed my teeth, because now I’m afraid to smile in public, and I love to laugh.

    I wish I could spend more time writing without being constantly interrupted because someone else thinks I’m not being sociable enough.

    I wish I could hang out with other writers who don’t think I’m weird for not wanting to make a career out of writing. I do it because I have to, like breathing.

    I wish men would consider themselves lucky just to be allowed to put their penises in women’s vaginas, and not demand all that stupid kinky crap porn actresses are paid to pretend they enjoy. When did plain, simple, tender lovemaking stop being good enough?

    I wish I didn’t have to wait until I’m alone to do the things I really enjoy.

    I wish I didn’t feel like a guest in my own home.

    I wish that negative bitch I used to hang out with years ago would stop stalking me. I’ve had to change my cell number twice and stop talking to all our mutual acquaintances just so she couldn’t use them to get to me.

    I wish I could hug a live tiger.

  348. I wish my nervous system wasn’t so sensitive that I felt the need to run away when my 6 year old opens her mouth. She’s so loud!

    I wish I could self comfort without solitude or thumb sucking or food.

    I wish I didn’t need to self comfort so often (see wish about not being so sensitive).

    I wish more people got me.

    I wish my cat could talk.

  351. I wish I could have more faith in my decisions. It’s not that I want to know the future (that would be boring), or even that I think there’s really any such thing as “the right choice” (there can be many right answers, it’s what we do with them that makes the difference), it’s just that I want to believe in my own ability to make my choices turn out in ways that I like, even if they are unexpected or not what I intended.

  353. I wish for everyone’s true wishes to come true – not necessarily the ones they think they need, but the ones they truly need to feel whole & alive & at peace & on fire with joy.

    I wish for myself (most likely in a misplaced way, as I’m terrible at knowing what I truly need.) for:
    Less reaction to pain. Less fear of the pain.
    I wish for the lump in my thumb of my dominant hand, as an artist, to not be what it probably is, and to NOT need surgery to permanently remove a nerve from it. It is my greatest tool aside from my mind & it will be unusable for up to a year, with loss of feeling for life.
    I wish I weren’t paralysed by the fear of this.

    I wish my partner felt as loved and whole and wanted and desired as he deserves, that I can’t show/give him because I’m losing my shit constantly and he is my rock and my sanity.

    I wish that I won’t miss being able to go to Norway because of my hand & chronic pain.

    I have too many wishes. In the end I just wish my body weren’t so broken.

  354. I wish I could buy my mother a house so she’d feel secure in her retirement.
    I wish I had a job that didn’t involve toxic political backlash when we’ve managed to create something amazing.
    (I’m grateful we’ve been able to create the ‘something amazing’ though, no one can take that journey away.)
    I wish I could speak Chinese.

  356. I wish I hadn’t read the comments because they make my wish seem so small.

    I just wish I could know in the moment *before* I say or do something stupid that it might hurt someone so that I could avoid it. I fail at that a little too often.

    Also, I wish everyone believed in Santa Claus. Except the adults, who would buy presents but would soon afterward forget that they bought them and believe that Santa did. Even for one another.

  357. I wish Laura, the Mother of the autistic son, knew she was NOT alone! A friend of mine with a special needs daughter recently blogged about it. It’s the one “dirty little secret” most parents with special needs children keep bottled up.
    So Laura, I wish I could let you know how normal those feelings are so you could stop eating yourself up with guilt.
    And this is sorta giving my wish away, but I always sucked at following the rules anyway.

  360. I wish I could stop looking back at my life and thinking about all that I do NOT have.
    I wish I could look forward and be excited by what is coming up instead of terrified of every curve in the road.
    I wish I had more passion.

  362. 7/7 was Tanabata in Japan. many children wrote wishes down on paper and hung them on bamboo so their wishes would go up to the heavens. Some places burn them, others put them in the river. Your blog is perfect timing! My son wrote that he wished that his drawing of a Ninja Mobile Suit Gundam robot would come true. I wished for the healthy and safe lives of bats and that people wouldn’t fear them so much. Our local bats in Japan were poisoned last year. I watched so many small beautiful bats die last year. I really wish people would appreciate these beautiful creatures more. That is my wish

  364. I wish I could find just the right hamster for my desk. I wish other stuff too but I’m just waking up. Oh wait! I know – I wish my coffee was ready.

  365. I wish I could give all of the other commenters a great big hug. Things do get better. Just through this post, already one person has connected with someone that might be able to help them access services that give them hope and make them feel whole. Keep searching for resources and supports and allies. Even when (especially when) you think you’ve exhausted everything available to you. I’m proof. I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t kept searching for what I needed.

  366. I wish I hadn’t made that left turn. I wish my husband wasn’t paralyzed at 30. And I wish he hadn’t died at 40. I wish we’d had more time.

  367. I wish I had enough money to pay off all our debt, I wish I would get a job offer that would allow us to move to the UK, I wish I was healthy enough to give my daughter a sibling, and that we could afford said sibling.

  370. I wish I could donate my eggs. It’s what I want to do – I KNOW my family is complete, with my one son. I do not want more kids. I want to do this, and everyone keeps telling me I’m young (29) I might change my mind.

    I won’t change my mind. I love him, but my passion is to be a scientist first and mother second, and I will not have another child willingly. I would love to help other people have kids though, and no-one gets it.

  372. I wish I had a job. It’s been almost a full year of me being on unemployment. I miss getting up and going to work. And being able to pay bills.

  373. I wish I was a little braver so I could come out as a writer and musician a little better. And I wish husband would find a job so I can properly practice for being a musician.

  378. I wish I had the talent to sit down and write a best seller so I could afford to be a stay at home single mom instead of a work like a freaky maniac and barely make ends meet single mom.
    I wish my daughter will have a father or father figure that deserves her love and respect
    I wish that if my daughter never has a father or father figure that deserves her love and respect, she still has excellent self esteem and interacts well with all people (men and women).

  380. After being eaten alive by mosquitoes while watching fireworks, I’d wish that I didn’t itch anymore. Then I’d make a rather nasty wish to get rid of mosquitoes. (My 6 year old, who also got bitten up, has already said “bugs shouldn’t eat people, they should eat themselves.”)

  381. No more migraines.

    I also frequently wish I was better with money: earning it, saving it, budgeting. But the head comes first.

  382. To Laura (#44), I wish that too from time to time. I feel doubly guilty because it’s become clear that I have Asperger’s & so I feel like it’s my fault for “giving it to him.” Most of all, though, I wish for the wisdom to translate my struggles into a format that he can learn from.

  383. Elizabeth @219– I am so with you it hurts. I’m sure it wasn’t a waste and I’m sure you will find love. Do the same for me if you see this?

    I wish to find pleasant, safe housing in the city I’m moving to soon, so I can quit being so anxious about that and look forward to moving because aside from leaving some dear friends, I have every reason to think it will be awesome. (Ultimately I wish that fear would quit controlling my life so much, but I’m working on that one.)

    I also wish the birds would have kept their stupid beaks shut at 4:30 because I don’t do going back to sleep. Someone send me a BB gun or something. To scare them. I’d fire into the air. PETA need not hunt me down….

  384. I wish I could I just read, instead of also feel, all y’all’s words.
    I wish knowing that many others have it worse than I do made me feel my own pain less instead of more.
    I wish we all could NOT GIVE UP, together. I’ll bet it would be easier if we did it together…

  385. I wish I had my old job back, just without the horrible bosses with no ethics that are the reason I don’t have my old job. I felt helpful and needed, and made enough to pay the utility bills and maybe get a pedicure sometimes. Now I’m just lost and broke and worried that I can’t pay the electric and buy dog food this week, or month.

    I wish I didn’t feel so sad and old and broken.

    I wish we could have had a baby. Just one. I wish I knew why us? We would have been awesome parents.

  387. I wish that people would see me as an authority figure, and not misgender me.

  389. I wished for all of your wishes. I wish I had time to meet each of you and give you a hug and tell you to keep moving forward. It gets better. I wish that for you. That it all gets better and better <3

  390. I wish my coffee cup was full.

    I wish I wasn’t in pain.

    I wish I could reach the fly bite on my back.

    I wish I found this website eons ago!

  391. I wish I could meet my partner so I wouldn’t be alone anymore.

  393. I wish I could forget all the bad stuff that has happened to me. I wish my parents had given a shit about me. I wish my son could find a job so he coukd move out. I wish I could win the lottery so I could become a world traveling philanthropist. I wish I did not have PCOS so it would be easier to loose weight. I wish my 74 year old father-in-law was not dating a 47 year old stranger. I wish my mother-in-law had not died from breast cancer. I wish a cure could be found for mental illness.

  394. i wish i had friends that gave a shit about me.
    i wish my father, mother & brother would take care of themselves and stop treating me like the parent.
    i wish my anxiety would just go the fuck away already.

  395. I wish I could read through these comments and not continuously think “Their problems are bigger than mine, their wish is better than mine, it’ll be selfish and bad for me to wish something for myself when all these other people have so much more valid wishes than mine.”

    I wish I could finally be good enough for myself.

  397. I wish the dream I just woke up from real life and I was in the hospital giving birth to a healthy baby girl instead of living childless without hope of ever having that little girl.

  398. I wish mankind would get off their asses and invent teleporters already. Seriously, it’s 2013 and I don’t even have a flying car, more or less the ability to instantly travel through space. Think of how amazing life would be if we could make dinner reservations with anyone, anywhere. Awesome.

  399. I wish I had more confidence and could spend more time at home with my lovies.

  400. I wish I were as funny as you! (Thanks for making me laugh almost every day 🙂

  401. I wish the IUIs had worked and I were pregnant instead of having to go on to IVF.

  402. This very moment….migraines didn’t exists. They suck and make me wanna crawl in a hole after I take the medicine for it. And also to live in Seattle, would be awesome.

  403. I just wish my chicken will come home safely. She refused to sleep in the coop last night, insisting on roosting in a tree, and now I can’t find her.

  404. I wish I had a new/better/higher paying job.

    I wish I could get paid to read all day (i’d make A LOT of money!)

    I wish people would mind their business and quit worrying about when i’m going to get married and/or have a baby. I’m only 28, and honestly, I have no desire to do either of those things EVER.

  405. I wish I had the time–and more importantly, the courage–actually to finish writing my book.

  406. I’m totally with Caitlin (#7). I sincerely wish we had more compassionate, less boneheaded legislators in Texas. We could use a few dozen more like Wendy Davis!

  409. I wish my daughter has a happy life
    I wish i am around long enough to know shes on that path.
    i wish to die with meaning, not just wasting away

    and a pony. I would wish for a pony too.

  410. I’d wish for my chronic illnesses to disappear.

    But then I would get anxious that if I didn’t have chronic illnesses then the universe might give me a nasty acute disease instead.

    So then I’d need to wish for less anxiety and more rationality.

  411. I wish I wasn’t homeless, and didn’t have Fibromyalgia, nor Hypermobility Syndrome, and had a job.
    I wish I could walk up mountains again.
    I also wish I had a nice Bechstein piano, and a cat (that I wouldn’t be allergic to). 😀

  412. I wish I was able to have children
    I wish for a job that I love that will pay me what I am worth
    I wish I had enough money to pay my Aunt’s bills
    I wish my Mother wasn’t in pain every day

  413. I wish my breasts functioned the way they are supposed to, so I could exclusively breast feed my daughter.

    (And I think you used the subjunctive correctly)

  414. I wish my dad hadn’t died. Or, at the very least, for one more day with him still conscious so I could tell him I loved him and know he could hear me.

  415. I wish this guy would text me back so we could meet today like we’re supposed to

  416. I wish I could go back to only having one chronic incurable disease cause this second one is a bitch.

  417. I wish I could afford to travel more. More as in any, since I’ve barely been out of the country. And I wish I would have been brave and bold enough to have traveled with my friend while he was still alive.

  418. I wish I didn’t care about what other people think. I wish I didn’t feel the need to please people at all times. I also wish that Rick Perry wakes up today to find that his wang fell off and he now has a vagina.

  420. I wish i could get the tiny screw on the license plate light to come off.

  421. I wish I was less anxious and depressed and more happy and enthusiastic. I wish I could finish more tasks — like every day rather than once in awhile, please.

  422. I wish we lived in a society where empathy was valued over aggressive callousness.

    I wish every lonely person writing in these comments could see they are not alone and that it may just be cyberspace but they have friends here.

    I wish they would do a Doctor Who where the 11th travels back in time to meet the 10th because they are my favorite doctors and I would like to see them hang out.

  423. I wish I wasn’t so broken. I wish fibromyalgia didn’t exist. I wish there was a cure for depression. I wish I could be a better me.

  426. I wish that my 12 year-old daughter didn’t have brain cancer. She had surgery the end of May and is currently undergoing radiation.

  428. I wish I made a little more money so I could take better care of my daughter

  429. I wish Star Trek medecine would exist so they could beam me up and remove those pimples, cysts, scars and all those small marks on my body by magic and make me lose 50 pounds.

  431. I wish I were super fit and thin.
    I wish I was fantastic at playing the piano.
    I wish I knew how to be a better parent, especially to my middle child.

  433. i wish our remaining kitty would eat more. we put one to sleep two weeks ago (cancer) and now the other has a failing heart. her meds are doing a smash-up job of keeping her breathing and regulating her little ticker, but if she won’t eat it’s all for naught…
    i wish i could fatten her up like a xmas ham…

  435. I really wish my husband could have a different job because on top of hating his current work situation, he’s also stuck outside in thick clothing when it’s going to be 103F today. I also wish we could move into a house because I hate apartment living.

  438. I wish I was able to stay home with my kids.
    I wish I didn’t have a chronic illness.

  440. My husband and I have been trying to adopt for over a year now. I wish the process would go faster.

  441. I wish I knew exactly what my ailments were so I could fix them. And stop going to doctors who also don’t know but like to order unpleasant tests.

  442. I wish that everyone knew the best way to be happy and that nobody would ever have to battle inner demons ever again.

  443. – A body that moves without the need for WD40 (osteoarthritis).
    – The ability to still sing without running out of breath (rare voice disorder).
    – Good results on my mammogram this Thursday (3X breast cancer survivor).
    I realize this is three wishes, and this is your blog so you have a right to set the rules for just one wish, but I couldn’t decide which of the above I want the most. I’m already at peace with the world, so the big wish has been granted. It’s the smaller things that need tending when you’re in your mid-60s and still a hippy at heart.

  444. I wish I could figure out what my perfect job would be, because this one isn’t it.

  445. I wish I didn’t have migraines. I also wish my depression was just a bad dream and not reality. I wish my son didn’t have food allergies/was less afraid of trying new foods.

  446. I wish Mae had lived instead of dying at age 8
    I wish my nieces lived next door instead of 600 miles away
    I wish my mom valued who I am instead of what I look like

  448. I wish my student loan debt would disappear. That’d make my other wish of being a little less stressed come true. Two birds, one stone!

    I wish I could teleport so that I could spend more time with my grandparents and still be back in time for work.

    I wish I had some kind of artistic or musical talent.

  449. I wish my severely disabled 12 year old grandson could speak. I’m sure he has a lot to say. I wish he could walk.

  450. I wish the voice in my head asking me to marry him would tell me his name so I know whether I want to say yes or no.

  451. i wish my coffee was always at the perfect temperature, so when i find the time to drink it, i don’t need to reheat it first.

    i wish my desire for perfection and my fear of failure didn’t hold me back.

    i wish for x-ray vision – i would use it at work so much.

  453. Soooo… I think I may have happened upon the elusive “One”, and now I wish he didn’t have to move 4 hours away… makes me sad… So to simplify, I wish I wasn’t sad? Hell, who is simple anyways, not me, that’s for sure. Oh I also wish I wasn’t afraid of the dark and/or zombies… but those don’t come clsoe to my first wish.

  454. I wish this fucking house would sell.

    I wish my dad were still here and my mom didn’t have Parkinson’s and my son didn’t have autism. Alternatively, I wish doctors would find a cure for Parkinson’s and I could find a better way to manage his autism.

    I wish I didn’t live in Wisconsin. I wish I lived near the Pacific Ocean.

    I wish my husband would make dinner once in a while.

    I wish I had enough money to pay my credit card bill and my electricity bill.

    I wish, just for once, something would come easily into my life. Actually, I wish that for all of us.

  455. I wish Marjorie some peace. *sigh*. Her comment stopped me in my tracks… {{hugs}}

  456. I wish my mom’s cancer wasn’t terminal. I wish she had more than a few months to live. I wish my soon to be one year old would be able to really know her and grow up with her around, because she is fantastic. She’s the best grandparent he’ll barely have.

  457. I wish I were a little more assertive and a little less abrasive.

    I wish I were a little more persistent and a little more perceptive.

    I wish I could get a puppy for my 6yo, and I wish I weren’t so compulsive about symmetry.
    (See what I did there? God that feels wrong….thanks for being a safe place to practice.)

  458. I wish I was able to work part time instead of a full time job.
    I wish I wasn’t so pessimistic.

  460. I wish I could pay my car inspection bill with puppy kisses instead of money.

  461. I wish for my severely autistic son to grow up to be self-sufficient and happy and I wish that no one ever makes fun of him ever, or at least if they do they get a giant Acme anvil dropped on their heads immediately.

  462. I wish my poison ivy and sunburn were gone. Or that I could just swim in aloe all day.

  463. I wish the tardis would appear in my backyard, the Doctor would emerge, he’d smile and tell me he’d been searching for me, I’d grab my prepacked suitcase and a fresh pack of Jammie Dodgers, and vworp-vworp, away we’d go.

  464. I am just impressed that you know what a subjunctive is. (English/Reading teacher here.)

  465. I wish I could find someone that loves me as much as I love them.
    I wish there was less drama.
    I wish my girls dad wasn’t such a douchecanoe.

  467. I wish that I was more appreciative of what I have right now. I’m always wishing for something new, something different. I should be more grateful for my good job, nice house, loving husband and spunky daughter! My life is great. I just need to remember that!

  468. Do you know, yesterday I said to my husband, “I usually clean the house around this time of the month. Since you and the kids are off…maybe YOU guys could do it.” And he said, “Yeah, I wish that I was bored with summer already or that I really wanted to clean…” And I said angrily, “WELL! If wishes were brooms then husbands would sweep!”
    And then he just looked at me. “Yeah. You should use that one.” He said.
    DAMNIT!

  469. I wish for a baby. Please god/universe/whatever, just send me a goddamned baby.

  470. Truly selfish wish: I wish I could have somebody stand behind me all day long and rub my shoulders while I work.

  471. I wish we could sell our home and move to New Mexico. And I wish that the previous dream, when thought about didn’t fill me with anxiety over the unknown.

  472. These wishes make my heart hurt. I wish good things for everyone here.
    My wish seems so basic now. I wish for good health for this baby and that I don’t completely screw it up when it comes out.

  473. I wish I could tell the difference between what’s important and what’s not.

  474. I wish I could grant everyone’s wishes. Then I wish that someone would grant my wish of not being in pain every moment of the day. Oh and I wish I could have an alpaca…..maybe that would be my first wish though 🙂

  475. 1) I wish you the best and happiness after your surgery today.

    2) I wish we all had more time being happy or relatively peaceful or just not sad or unhappy. (there maybe if I lower expectations enough – it will come true)

  477. I wish I had new gutters I would be so happy with new gutters NEW GUTTERS!

    Also I think I just became a responsible adult.

    I wish I wasn’t a responsible adult. I should eat an entire pie.

    I wish I had an entire pie.

  478. I wish I could win a big enough lottery prize to take care of my parents so my mom could stop worrying.

    Then I wish for dinosaurs. Dinosaurs! /We’re Back quote (my son’s fav movie when he was little)

  479. I wish I had not left my keys at work last night which resulted in a few tears as the building was closed down and I called on a friend to spend the night. I wish for this day to go by fast so I could get home at some point and wash my hair which I meant to do last night, but couldn’t because I never got home. I wish I knew how to thank my friend aptly enough because she gave me a place to stay, wine to relax, laughter to wash away the vestiges of stress, and even some clothes so I could get to work and my dentist appointment today on time.

    Actually, I take that all back. I wish I had perfect teeth that were thoroughly self cleaning (and flossing!) which never got any cavities and then I would never have to go to the dentists.

  481. I wish my mother wasn’t a narcissist and that we had a real relationship.
    I wish I had more self-confidence.
    I wish my husband made more money and that I could stay home.
    I wish that I was pregnant; I want to be a mother so badly.

  482. I wish I had more guts and less guilt…or at least a freakin’ huge wheelbarrel to help me haul all the guilt around ’cause it sure is heavy.

  484. I wish I could come up with the money I need to pay my bill at school. If I don’t, I can’t finish my degree and I only lack 2 semesters. I have 4 sons that I am trying to show that their mom isn’t a failure but so far, so shitty. I’m about to break. I’m 41 yo and no skills so without this degree, I can’t find work that will pay for all the bills. Feeling hopeless…

  485. I wish we could have a baby. And I wish like hell I wasn’t so sad so much of the time.

  486. I wish I knew where I was going as well as I know where I have been…….

  487. -I wish my job would let me work part-time.
    -I wish I could afford a new wardrobe.
    -I wish we could move out of our shithole WT neighborhood and find a house in a nice neighborhood where they do things like have block parties and can take walks without fear of being run over by an asshole who thinks that driving 50mph through a residential street is acceptable.
    -I wish my sister lived closer.

  488. I wish i were less scared too.

    hopefully this is like dropping a penny in a well, and my wish comes true… i could really use some courage now and in the upcoming months.

    my favorite quote about overcoming fear and doubts and anxiety is from The Incredibles: “Doubt is a luxury we can’t afford right now”

  489. I wish I was in less pain all of the time. Or alternatively that I had one day a month when I got all the pain, and the rest of the time I was pain free.

  491. I wish I could go back in time and not meet my ex and waste two years of my life with him, so that I wouldn’t be so depressed and anxiety filled now. I wish that I were completely over him and dating again so that I wouldn’t worry about never meeting someone ever again and dying alone.

    I wish to find my other half, and to be able to know it when I see it.

  492. I wish I had never applied for a credit card. I wouldn’t be swimming in debt due to buying things to fill a void in my life. I’ve stopped doing so but am buried in debt.

    I wish I had stronger willpower to stop doing things that are bad for me.

  493. I wish I had a pool. And a puppy.

    I wish you the best for your surgery. 🙂

    And I wish you were a little less scared and sad too.

  494. I wish for enough money to be able to work in the arts, and create things, without having to worry about making a living at it.
    I wish for a good, steady job I like in San Diego (the city I love).
    I wish for a properly functioning brain.
    Failing all that, I wish for a steady job I can tolerate, in a good city, and enough of a paycheck to not have to live in white trash hell and incessantly worry about money.

  495. I wish i could pay off my student loans.

    I wish i had remembered to bring my wallet to work with me today so i could buy a cup of coffee.

    I wish i could find the seal thing for my air conditioner so i could stop letting the cold air out and the rain in.

    I wish my family lived a few hours closer to me.

    I wish i was friends with Neil Gaiman. And Neil Patrick Harris. We could all three be texting buddies and that would be awesome.

    I wish i was better at gardening.

    I wish my phone had been delivered yesterday.

  496. I wish I could have said ‘good-bye’ to my Dad.
    I wish I could forgive people.
    I wish cancer would bite the big one.
    I wish, like so many others, that I could love and be loved.
    Finally, I wish I was as courageous as the people, who work so hard to make their countries better and more just, facing down injustice, corruption and human rights violations.

  498. I wish I had enough money to retire and live comfortably. I’m not saying rich. Just enough.

    And I don’t think it’s selfish to wish for things. I think it’s human. Give yourself permission to make wishes.

  499. I share a lot of these wishes but the crazy thing is that so many people are wishing for what I’ve already got. I have the dream life partner. I have a good place to live, in reasonably good health,with too much spare time. I don’t always agree with how people in my life phrase things but there is no doubt as to their loving intentions. So my wish is to realize this on a daily basis. Instead of beating myself up with woe ,envy, and regret, may I find the clue-by-four of gratitude and wield it mightily.

  500. I wish we had teleporters so that travelling wasn’t such a time consuming process.

    I wish I were able to make money by doing creative things that I love (like you Jenny, you’re one of my heroes).

  501. I wish more than anything that I will outlive my children. I could handle a lot of horrible things but I don’t think I could survive losing one of my children. I have PTSD from a super scary episode with my son and despite therapy (that’s made it manageable) I still live every day with the thought of, “Oh please please please let them live”.

  503. I wish I wasn’t so fat.
    I wish it bothered me less that I’m fat.
    I wish I had a great freelance writing gig that I could do from home.
    I wish that every time I swipe the debit card I didn’t have to hold my breath and pray that it goes through.
    I wish you and I were friends in real life!

  504. “Your turn. What do you wish for? (You cannot wish for… more wishes”

    I wish I could

  505. I wish women could still drink while pregnant. 9 months is a long ass time.

  506. I wish I had better control of my emotions.
    I wish I could pursue the things I love without worrying that the stress will trigger another bipolar episode.
    I wish I could see myself as successful

  507. I wish I didn’t have to delete what I really wish for because typing it makes it too real and hurt too much.

  508. I wish that all my half done projects would magically be finished and turn out exactly as I imagined them.

  509. I wish I could find a way to save our house. August 2nd is coming up fast and I don’t know where we’re going to end up.

  510. I wish that my daughter successfully continues her pregnancy to full term (after losing three previous babies) so I can finally be a grandma. Cause I will rock being a grandma.
    I wish Jenny would have a big old Bloggess Convention so we could all get together and hang out. That would be freaking awesome.

  511. I wish I weren’t a divorced, childless, recently laid off, depressed 34 year old woman with no future, who feels like getting drunk every damn day because it would be easier than getting out of bed sober and facing the rejection that comes with job hunting.

  512. I wish the patriarchy would go away.
    I wish I could lose weight without having to work at it.
    I wish I could get a hug from a koala.
    I wish I could join in a conversation between you, Wil Wheaton, Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer.
    My most sincere wish is to not cause pain or experience regret.

  515. At this particular moment in time, I’m wishing that Mumford and Sons would play a concert in Ottawa, Canada. And my son and I would win free tickets, and an evening spent with them.

  516. 1) I wish my Dad was still with us, at least til his grandkids get married.
    2) I wish wholesome food was less expensive than crap. Also that I wasn’t cheap. Also that I didn’t like crap better.
    3) Pie. I suggest a companion to “Because Wine” => “Because Pie”. Wine makes you forget problems, pie offers creative pastry-related solutions.

  517. No wishes today; having read all of the previous posts I’ll just say prayers for everyone for peace of mind.

  518. I wish for the same things. Less fear. Less sadness. I also wish there was no such thing as Rheumatoid Arthritis because if there wasn’t it would mean that I wouldn’t have been sick and in pain since I was a kid. I wish I hadn’t wasted a lot of my youth loving a man for whom I was no more than a passing thought. I wish I hadn’t let other peoples’ attempts to keep me grounded in reality suppress my dreams. Today though the RA wish is at the top of this list. RA is a bastard.

  520. I wish my son grows up to be an awesome person,
    For my selfish wish I wis that I could love my job

  521. I wish I knew what my purpose in life is supposed to be.

    I wish I was happier.

  523. I wish everyone’s wishes in the comments would come true. (Well, maybe not ALL of them because I haven’t read ALL of them, but the ones I’ve read, those should come true.)

    And since I’m feeling just a little selfish today, I wish this ear infection would go away.

  524. I wish my grandmother’s best friend was still alive.
    I wish my father-in-law was still alive.
    I wish I could heal the pain of loss in those I love.
    I wish my mom would realize that I’m not 12 anymore (I’m 34).
    I wish I had the courage, motivation and money to follow my dreams and get a job that actually makes me happy.

  526. I wish my mother didn’t have inoperable, terminal cancer.
    I wish I didn’t type that because now I’m crying at work.

  529. I wish my chronic pain would go away.
    I wish I could just quit my job so I could work a job that wasn’t so demanding so that I could 100% focus on school.

  530. I wish I weighed the same I did in high school. While, not completely healthy (UNDERweight for the WIN), I sure as hell felt better about myself.

  531. I wish I were travelling somewhere.
    I wish my daughter didn’t have epilepsy.
    I also wish she didn’t have type 1 diabetes, but if I could only get rid of one, it would be the epilepsy.

  532. I wish I could get enough sleep and know what it feels like to be well rested.

  533. I wish I were less sad.
    I wish I didn’t feel so alone.
    I wish this year would stop stomping me into the ground.

  534. To be able to go back in time and remember all the stupid mistakes I’ve made, so I could do it right this time and maybe be happy.

  535. My mom died in February. I wish I could talk to her one more time.

  536. I wish I could accept the love I’m being given, and stop letting the residual fuckery of the bad man cloud my faith in people.

  537. I wish I had more strength and patience to get through the life trials I am facing.

  539. I wish I didn’t have the metabolism of a sloth.
    I wish I could get paid to just be myself, which is awesome, all the time, without having to do any real work ever.
    I wish that I was a better writer.
    I wish that I was better at making (and keeping) friends.
    I wish time machines were real and that theory about calories falling out of cookies when you break them was true.

    I wish a lot of things.

  540. I wish I could figure out how to publish my book and then have it sell so that I could write more of them.

  543. I wish my Momma could catch a break, and just be healthy for a while.

    I wish for my kids to grow up happy, and healthy, and not too screwed up. Maybe just enough to be funny.

    I wish my leg would be fully healed from the DVT I had, and that I was strong enough to walk up hill without thinking I’m about to pass out again.

    I wish my husband didn’t have to be deployed, and could stay here, and watch our babies grow with me.

  544. Hmmm….so I guess I’d like a Coke, please.

    Had to add a bit of my favourite movie in here.

  546. I wish I didn’t have such substantial student loan debt.
    I wish I wasn’t over-weight.
    I wish my sister wouldn’t marry that jerk.
    I wish I had a bigger group of friends where I live, so I wouldn’t feel so alone.

  547. I wish that my son’s dreams of a professional hockey career come true.
    I wish that my daughter would find something she can be as passionate about as her brother is.
    I wish that people would respect my husband more.
    I wish that my dog weren’t in hospital, costing me $1000 a day.
    I wish that I could stop worrying about money.

  549. I wish that the world was populated only with kind, reasonable, and responsible people. Seriously, I can’t be the only one who feels constantly surrounded by jerks and morons.

  550. I wish I knew how to better help my daughter who has Asperger’s
    I wish I had a better relationship with my daughter who’s leaving for college
    I wish I could worry less
    I wish I could write all day and have people want to read it

  554. I wish my husband got along with my parents. I really miss them…

    AND I wish I could be a stay at home mom.

  556. I wish there was a cure for Crohn’s disease.
    I wish my son would be independent and grown up right now. I wish my son could stay just the way he is forever.
    I wish that I could spend less time wishing and more time being present in the moment.

  561. I wish it wasn’t so hard to make friends as adults

    I wish that I could walk without a limp or pain

    I wish I had a puppy

    I wish that everyone’s wishes could come true

  562. I wish I can be a good husband to my new wife, give her all the support and love she needs, and know how to help her when she’s anxious or depressed.

  563. I wish we were both a little less scared and a little less sad, or that I finally understood why this is our predisposition and what I can do to be more comfortable with it.

  564. I really wish my best friend would be my boyfriend. And maybe not try to drink himself to death so much.

  565. I wish cancer didn’t exist.
    I wish I/we didn’t have to work all of the time to make ends meet.
    I wish my hubbs had a great job that he really loves.
    I wish my Mustang was 100% restored.

  566. I wish I had been a better teacher.
    I wish I was a better mother.
    I wish I could let go.
    I wish I were a better wife.
    I wish I were better at housekeeping.
    I wish this baby would come already so I can actually pick up my toddler and get down on the floor and play with him again.
    I wish for my son to accept this baby and be a good big brother.
    I wish for my husband to stop worrying about every little thing and enjoy what he has.

  567. I wish I stopped being depressed and getting sick so often.
    I wish I managed to change my job (actually that would greatly help with #1).
    I wish I managed to get work in creative jobs and make enough money from it to take care of all the basic needs.

  568. CW – you aren’t the only person who feels that way. I think the more we (in general) pay attention to the technology we’ve created (which does have good points), the less we pay attention to those around us – whether right next to us or on the other side of the planet. Harmony spreads as well as disharmony and disregard. I wish people would remember to send out harmony, even if in tiny bits at a time. Harmony = a kind or even neutral word, a kind look, an offer of help with no expectation of it or anything else in return… Moderation and balance – two other things forgotten.
    I think as a species we are changing our own brains with all this attention to technology. I don’t think it’s a good change overall or in the long run. I wish we all could all make adjustments to remember we aren’t the only person who matters.
    I wish we could halt the loss of our humanity.

  569. I wish I was camping.

    I wish I was a little less sad all the time too.

    But I wish I was camping more.

  570. I wish that my fiance could find a job. He got laid off over a year ago and has been applying for anything and everything, but nothing has come through yet.

  571. I wish all of the other wishes posted were granted or at the very least, each wisher would receive a really great hug today.

    I wish I were courageous enough to identify the things I would truly wish for myself.

  573. I wish my best friend was healthy. I’m frightened for her.
    I wish we were kinder to each other. In the last dozen years, it seems like we went from being a pretty cool group of people to a bunch of meanies and I hate it. Also, it breaks my heart a little to think that there are people who don’t remember the world before we became this way. World: we weren’t always like this. Let’s change back to being kind.
    I wish that who we were on the inside showed up on the outside. So the kinder and more compassionate and more giving you were, the more beautiful or handsome you became. That would be a motivator.
    I wish I could talk to animals. Literally.
    I wish that everyone had the courage to really go for what it is they want to become (a writer, an artist, an astronaut, whatever …). Because think of what an amazing place the world would be if that were true.
    I wish that people who wished for creative talent just took some classes to break the creative talent they have out of the amber it’s sitting inside. You have it, I guarantee it. Just let yourself take some time (10 years at least) to develop it! Take one part instruction and 9 parts practice and more practice and you’ll find you have creative talent.
    I wish no one ever, ever, ever had a reason to kill themselves.
    I wish that everyone’s wishes: the wishes for health, home, happiness, heart and to spend even one more day with a beloved person who is gone (for me it’s my mom and about 10 friends) would come true.
    And finally, I wish that you, Jenny, would get your first two wishes. The third keeps editors employed, so I’m okay with that one not coming true for you. 😉 Although that seems rather mean (as in penurious) so if you really, really want it, I’ll even wish that one comes true for you.

  576. I wish I lived in Austin so that my daughter could grow up closer to my mom instead of my husbands. I know I should just feel lucky she has 2 grandmas that love her so much, and I do…but I want my mom to be her favorite!

  577. I wish that I could just be happy with who I am. Even if it is not who I would like to be.

  579. I wish I had the means to fix my house properly.

    I wish my mother was in better health so she could be happier.

    I wish that I make all the best decisions for my kids.

  580. I wish I was important in someone’s life.
    I wish for someone to love me as much as I know I could love them.
    I wish to belong.

  581. I wish….

    My sisters ex would drop his lawsuit.
    My friend finds peace this morning.
    That health would somehow find me.
    And that coffee once again gets to be on the list of things I can consume.

  582. Jenny #422 – you nailed it. Me too. Most of my little problems are self-inflicted, and I needed to take a step back and buy a clue.

    I also wish I could make many of you feel better – I am a Mom and give great Mom-hugs. Can you imagine I am hugging you? Because if I could, I would.

  583. I wish the small furry love of my life, purring on my shoulder right now, weren’t in the middle of dying. And I wish it weren’t going to break me when he does. Could somebody please wiggle their nose, wave a magic wand, or click their heels together and make this all go away?

  585. I wish my hand would stop hurting from the 3 fire ant bites I just got.

  586. I wish I could take a month off and do all the things I never seem to have the time to do (or maybe it’s the energy to do it that’s lacking).

    I wish I had more money to travel and take my kids places. So many places I want to see and want them to experience.

    I wish I were more organized and not so forgetful.

    I wish I were more brave.

  588. I really wish my husband’s job was better then he wouldn’t be so pissy all the time and be such a pain in the ass right now.

  590. I wish I were independently wealthy, could quit my job, and pursue higher education full time, then be the best counselor ever…
    And even though I plan to be the best counselor ever, anyway, I wish it could happen a lot sooner than the 6 years it’s going to take me to get my master’s degree…and hey, if I had the ability to go full time, I could get my PhD instead!

  591. I wish my mom didnt die, and my dad didn’t feel guilty for it. I wish my sister lived closer. I wish my daughter didn’t have to deal with Type 1 diabetes as a teenager. I wish we could buy groceries because 1 container of yogurt and half a bag of pretzels are not going to do it till Friday. I wish my husband will get hired for the new job. ( that sentence isn’t right :(. I wish everyone hurting here could get wrapped up in a fuzzy, not too hot blanket, while someone strokes their brow and whispers ‘it will be ok, just hang on’

  592. I wish I could disappear.
    I also wish I had a double scoop of Graeter’s double chocolate chip ice cream right now.

  593. I wish my visa was just approved already. I wish my boyfriend’s job didn’t suck so much of his time and energy. I wish I was just THERE already. I wish he’d find a good job in my new city so we could live together. I wish I wish I wish.

    Oh, and I wish I’d win the lottery. Because why the hell not?

  595. I wish my bills were paid so that I could spend more time with my son instead of working all day and night.

  596. A vacation. I really, really want the money and the time to travel the world. And go into space! Yeah 🙂

    Also, speakers on my work computer, because I’m the only one in the office and I could totally be having a private dance party right now 😀

  597. I wish there was a cure for Psoriasis & that having it didn’t affect me the way that it does.

  598. I wish I could hold my daughter who I gave up for adoption 25 years ago. Just one more time.

  599. I wish I could have a set of mermaid fins that I could put on whenever I wanted to. I would put them on and sit in the hot tub until my husband came home from work, and totally freak him out!

    Really, I just wish we were allowed to be our weird, real selves more often without all the judgement.

    Love you Jenny!

  600. I wish for one more afternoon with my parents to make sure they know how much i love them and miss them. After 59 years of marriage they passed on within 32 days of each other, now that is commitment.

  603. I wish no one had ever even heard of cancer or depression or addiction because those things suck.

  604. I wish I could focus on what I want to get done. I’m easily distracted these days and it makes me worry about all the things on my plate.

  605. To: BethanyAnne:

    I share your wish. I am with Women Organized Against Rape – here is our hotline number if you should ever need someone to talk to: 215-985-3333 or visit our web-site at woar.org – I am not paid to promote these services, I am a volunteer on my own time. Hearing someone was raped breaks my heart – we are all here to support you and your family if needed, please don’t hesitate to call, regardless of where you live. Peace and love to you and your family, I will keep you all in my prayers.

    “I wish no one had been raped. I wish there weren’t 3 victims in my family, that I know of. The 3rd was this weekend, and it’s all I can think of. Fucking humans.”

  606. I wish my daughter could have met my parents.
    I wish I didn’t have to sacrifice so much to get my daughter into the right school.
    I wish my wife was more affectionate.

  607. My wish seems silly, and shallow and superfluous but I wish for lots of money, enough that we never had to worry about where the rent is coming this month, enough so I could quit this job I really don’t like and I feel like its sucking the life, little as I had it in the first place, out of me, enough so my husband can keep on working on films even though it’s such an unreliable job but he really loves it, and finally enough so I could have kids, cause right now I can’t bring a kid to this world when I don’t even know if I’m gonna be able to feed her and keep a roof over it’s head…

  608. I wish my husband would get a job interview – he’s trying to change careers.
    I wish I didn’t have allergies.

  609. I wish that everyone’s wishes, dreams came true. Even if for a second they could see they are loved, they have true friends, they are nothing like their father’s/mother’s. I wish everyone were HAPPY. I wish everyone LOVE.

  610. I wish that I knew for a fact that, despite anything I do or anyone else does, my son will turn out to be the wonderful, amazing person I know he can be. So, basically, I wish there was no way for me to mess him up.

  611. I wish to be published. I know that will take more effort on my part with getting something I’ve written edited, but I hate editing. I can write all day and be happy, but editing sucks the life out of me. 🙂

    If I had any wish power left after that, I’d wish my children would actually listen to me when I say things to them rather than ask the same question 500 times in a row making me eventually order them away from me. I love them both, but I can only answer, “yes, five plus ten is fifteen,” so many times before I need a bottle of wine opened.

  613. I wish losing weight was as easy for me as gaining and maintaining it.

  616. I wish I could give a lot of you a hug. Some of these are really poignant.
    I also wish I were braver, and that I could make friends more easily.
    I wish that I could quit the day job and write full time.

  617. I wish my husband didn’t have cancer and if he had to have cancer why couldn’t he have variety that is curable? Cancer sucks!

  618. Well, seeing as how my sub level condo was recently inundated with 7 – 8 feet of flood waters in Calgary, Alberta, I really wish that I had kept better track of where all my grandmother’s jewlery was in my house. If I could be so bold as to have another wish, I would wish that I never had to see all the “happy time” dildo drawers that came out of all the other peoples condos that I helped clean out.

  619. I wish for my kids to have perfect health, no diabetes, no mental health issues. I wish my husband would find a job so I could afford better health care. I wish for a best friend.

  620. I wish The Husband, our realtor and the seller would STOP telling me how to do my job! And try and have a little bit of patience. Rome was NOT built in a day and buying and selling homes does not happen overnight!

  621. I wish I didn’t have Fibromyalgia
    I wish I didn’t struggle with depression and low self esteem
    I wish I felt like I deserved my husband and children
    I wish we were not always struggling financially because of me
    I wish my father had not fucked me up so bad and sometimes I wish I had just never existed

  623. I wish I didn’t worry so much and get so nervous. I wish I could be more in the moment and enjoy all the good things I have. And the thing I wish for the most is that when I’m finally ready to have a baby, that I’ll be able to have one.

  624. i wish for courage – the courage to find and do whatever it is i need to do to be a better me.

    that shit’s hard, y’all.

  625. I wish I wasn’t broke all the time;
    I wish I wasn’t single all the time;
    I wish I had seen this blog last night.

  626. I wish I could rescue every animal at the animal shelters and put them in loving homes.

  627. I wish my cancer would go away forever.
    I wish I hadn’t received my cancer diagnosis after my husband finally found a temp job after 4 years of unemployment, and we had already depleted our savings.
    I wish I didn’t have to consider bankruptcy as a way to save our family.
    I wish I could say these things out loud to people in real life without feeling like a pathetic loser, rather than bottling it up on the inside and sneaking it out anonymously on the internet.

    I wish I could heal everyone.

  628. I wish I could be the kind of mom I always imagined I could be.

    I wish I had someone in person, not internet, who could teach me to knit.

    I wish I knew how to fix my air conditioner at home.

    I wish people would stop being so judgy.

    I wish I could lose those 30 pounds hanging around my stomach and thighs.

    I wish I could make sure my kids were never sad, disappointed, hurt, scared, or mad.

    I wish I could hug everyone that needs a good hug…I’m not a pervert, but I do know the power of the human touch.

  629. I wish life were as easy as I thought it would be when I was making plans, so I could maybe get a really real job instead of this low-paying part-time deal I’ve held onto for eight years, and maybe I could start living like I’ve got my shit together, and I could see my friends once in a while and write stories like I used to and propose. I wish I could grow up in the ways I want to without losing being the good parts of being young.

  630. I wish I gave myself credit for all those little moments when I haven’t let the fear win.

  631. I wish I felt fulfilled.
    I wish I could relax for one second and enjoy life.
    I wish I could leave this desk job behind (but I need the pay of this desk job).
    I wish that I didn’t worry every second about all the assholes in the world and how they might affect my beautiful children.
    **sigh**

  632. I’d wish I weren’t so anxious so I could focus and get my work done. Especially since when I can’t it just adds to my anxiety by making me afraid I’m going to lose my job because I can’t focus and get my work done. Sigh.

  635. That for a whole day the world was a musical. Conversations would burst into song. We would all dance down the street in perfect choreography, and everyone would have profesional make-up and hair. (Let’s start a petition!)
    My second wish would be for a do-over day. A day when I could do and say anything I wanted (just to see what would happen) without it being remembered (by others) or there being consequences the next day.
    My third wish would be to believe in myself…to find a way to believe compliments as easily as I do negative comments.

  636. I wish these wishes would come true for you and your readers/commenters. Such sweet love and hope here.

  637. To be cancer free. To get to see my kids grow up. To be a grandmother.

  638. I wish that one of my best friends would beat her cancer; I wish that she would be free of pain.

  639. I’d wish we had enough money to buy a house. Or at least enough credit to get a loan to buy a house.

    I’d wish the new dog would stop peeing in the house.

  640. I wish I had a job where I felt appreciated and happy doing what I do. I wish I didn’t dread coming to work. I wish I would have continued my education years ago and finished what I was doing so that maybe now I would be doing something that I enjoyed.

  641. I wish the boy I more than like didn’t just move 6 hours away.
    I wish my wish wasn’t about a boy.

  642. I wish the job I had been fighting to get for years wasn’t a giant, meaningless disappointment, where I felt unwanted by my coworkers, and was made to feel worthless and ashamed of myself, and therefore became depressed about everything I thought that mattered.
    I wish I was happier about leaving this job in search of something less grand, but more meaningful, and that my head could tell my heart that it’s the right move. I wish the world congratulated people who lean towards the meaningful.
    I wish that when I have a child, their perceptions of goodness are rewarded, and that their faith in what they believe is important is realized.

  644. I wish that this pregnancy (my fourth) actually ends with a healthy baby.

  646. I wish I could find a new job so I would t have to work with the bullies I work with. They say things like “you can wear shorts because to wear shorts you have to be tan, have no cellulite, and look good in them. Maybe you can wear them in the future, though.”

  648. I would wish to redo the last year and a half of my life. I made some very bad decisions that ended up in me losing the love of my life and now my life doesn’t feel like my own anymore. I wouldn’t take everything back, though. This year I beat my eating disorder after five years of struggle. It is possible people! Just keep fighting and the day will come when you know you are free of that burden, whatever yours may be, and you will come over that hill you have been climbing and see a sunnier day.

  650. I wish I needed less sleep. That would make my life so much easier.
    I wish my husband were as into church as I am.
    I wish I were pregnant.
    I wish I didn’t have stupid anxiety and depression.

  651. I wish I didn’t want a margarita all hours of the day. I wish I could undo the unprotected sex in the early 90s so that the incurable reminder I get every few years didn’t exist.

  652. i wish that i could stop my chronic pain. or go back to the moment the car was about to go off the edge and roll 15 years ago – I was in my twenties and it rolled 5 times off a mountainside. I didn’t think I was hurt…everyone else in the car was….so I went to my parents while the rest went to the hospital. (I’ve now been in severe chronic depressing kicking my ass i’m now a shadow of my former self pain for 6 years- it began sporadically before that but no one realized what was happening inside my neck -2 herniated discs…one touching the spinal cord)

    i wish i could find a doctor that takes state insurance that gave a shit about what this has done to me as an artist, a person that made people laugh and was always full of joy, as a mother, as a woman, as a wife…..one that realizes i just want help healing…no bandaids please. i’ve lost a great deal of hair from the stress and lack of sleep …my arms go numb while i sleep all the time…and burn all the way down them all day long. i’ve lost so much strength i had to close my mural painting business because i can’t hold my arms up long enough to really get anything done in a timely manner. people want you in and out of their space as quickly as you can, in general. i often fight depression about it and think about how unfair this is to my older kids, because so many days i am so racked with pain despite trying a million things to ease this that I can’t do much of anything…or that my youngest, who is 7, has spent most of his life with Momma in pain. and i was tough. i was kick ass pulled my toenail off with a vacuum once and kept working, hiked a mile off a mountain needing 17 stitches in my torn open knee tough. i’ve never not been able to beat pain. upset stomach? i’m a toasty marshmallow…but pain never laid me out. i just went through it.

    this. is. kicking. my. ass.

    so. my wish is for a fantastic neurosurgeon or cervical specialist or just…you know…for the universe to touch me with a miracle and i wake up one day all healed.

    ok….so i won’t be holding my breath for that last one…but still…
    stranger things have happened

    and i refuse to give up

    i love who i was….and who i am still in here somewhere….too much

  653. I wish I didn’t procrastinate so much.
    I wish I cared more about my classes.
    I wish my medication would stop making me forget words.
    I wish sitting in front of a computer for hours to write a paper didn’t make me so sick, so I could actually finish this damn paper!

    I wish all of my horses would fucking show up already. We have majesticial things to do.

  655. I wish i wasn’t in the hospital right now having a needle in my chest pumping fluids into my body.
    I wish I had the strength to not feel helpless and alone even though i am not alone.
    I wish …. I just wish .. it would get better
    I wish doctors were not so damn cryptic or say things like this is nothing to worry about and then in two months its a whole helluva lot to worry about

  656. I wish you were less scared. I wish you were less sad (happy even). AND (yes, I’m greedy this way…I can’t stop at just one wish), I wish that I did not have to work as much. Period.

  657. I wish I hadn’t made such a mess of my life.
    I wish I didn’t have to worry every day about being homeless or dependent on my children now that I am old and broke.
    I wish the doctors could find out why my husband cannot breathe on his own, walk more than a few steps at a time (even with a walker) or do anything he used to do!

  658. Today I wished things/life would be easier. And then got into an internal dialogue about how, if things were easier, does this mean I wouldn’t appreciate when life was easy? Because now that life is hard (meh, baby coming in 2-6 weeks bc of some complications, and deadlines like crazy + I kinda like work but not this much work), I super appreciate the easy days. But isn’t that just crap, needing dark to appreciate light? And then I thought of you + this blog, and the mantra “Depression lies,” and a new one (well, I don’t think I read it here) that There’s Always Other Options. Um, this sounds really dark, but it’s not — I’m in the light of Other Options now! A-hem. So, I wish I could eat brownies and baked goods right now, which is on my Don’t List (one of those complications that’s just temporary, theoretically/ideally). But I like your wishes, too, those have definitely run through my head these past 7.5+ months.

  659. We recently moved, and I wish I had friends in this new state. Apparently in southern Maine you have to have been born here to have friends, or have babies or dogs to make new friends.

  660. I wish my body would realign itself so I could move normally.

    I wish I didn’t hurt all the time.

    I wish my husband understood that, while he gets lots of well-deserved time off, I never do. My work is never, ever, ever done. Keeping up with his mess is a losing battle, and sometimes I hate him for not “getting it”.

    I wish he understood that the extra work he makes for me also causes me extra pain when I do it.

    I wish I could picket in front of my own house with a huge sign saying, “Fuck you for not helping me.”

  661. I wish I had enough money to get out of this emotionally abusive “relationship”

  662. I wish I had learned from an early age how to have a healthy relationship with food.
    Ursula

  664. I wish that I weren’t so thin-skinned. I wish that I knew what love feels like when it’s returned. I wish that I didn’t have such high expectations. I wish my life was fulfilling enough that I didn’t have wishes.

  666. I wish mine and my friends baking business could boom and we could quit our jobs and do it full time. So far so good, but I wish it would happen quicker.

  668. I wish we had enough money so we could enjoy life instead of constantly worrying about it.

    ….I also wish I had a hedgehog cuz good lord are they cute.

  669. I wish my daughter’s adoption would be finalized ASAP without any more problems or delays. And I wish that my insurance company would quit trying to screw me over a simple surgery to put tubes in said daughter’s ears.

  670. i wish our medical system was better so that i could finally get some answers (good or bad, i just need to know).

    i wish my dog wasn’t broken.

    i wish i had just a little bit of self esteem

    i wish i hurt less and loved more

    i wish i wasn’t so emotionally cold

    i wish i could do more to help my friends stress and depression. i wish i could take her away and make her happy.

    but i can’t.
    because wishes are just wishes, and i have run out of hope.

  671. I wish I had a red tea kettle to keep on top of my stove. I’d like to pretend that I serve tea regularly. All proper ‘n’ shit.

  673. I wish I was a better parent. I wish i didn’t always get so annoyed by my amazing daughter. I wish I could learn how to enjoy and appreciate her childhood more. I know this is attainable, I just don’t know how to do it.

  674. I wish for a cure for multiple sclerosis & degeneration of my spinal disks & joints. I wish to be out of debt from so many medical bills & to be able to eat everyday. I wish to be out of pain.

  675. I wish my family didn’t live on opposite sides of the country and so far away. I wish I could see them more often. I miss them and spending a few days to a week with them makes me realize how much I miss them.

  677. I wish I had enough money so I didn’t have to worry about being able to pay my bills every month. I wish I had a job that was more emotionally/creatively/intellectually fulfilling. I wish I was in a life situation where I could afford to have a child before I’m too old to do it.

  678. First of all, your use of the subjunctive is TOTALLY CORRECT. Yay, you!

    I wish my friend were able to get what he needs for his situation to resolve, so he can be happy and have so much less stress and worry.

  679. I wish my dad gets a job so i can continue paying for college… And so my mom can stop being so stressed…

    I wish my boyfriend and my family would get along better.

  682. I wish he lived close enough to see every day, and I wish my he was already good friends with my parents, instead of only just meeting them.

    I wish I could channel hunger into passion so my food decisions were made with my brain instead of my belly.

    I wished I looked as attractive to me as I do to him.

    I wish my job made me happy.

    I wish my best friend could silence the lies depression tells her.

    I wish I could draw and write all day.

  683. I wish I had someone I could count on to hold me at night before sleep.
    I wish I had someone to have sex with.
    I wish I had hope of children of my own.
    I wish that I was independently wealthy, at least enough to sit around and work on all my various craft/creative projects, and read, and sleep, and exercise enough to be as healthy physically and mentally as I can be.
    I wish that my mental craziness didn’t mean that spending time with people I love drains me to the point of wishing I didn’t care about people.

    I wish my wishes were more frivolous today. 🙂

  684. I wish my husband could find a job he’d be happy with and feel like he was providing.

    And I wish I had a fluffernutter sandwich right now mmmmmm

  685. I wish that the home we bought a week ago, our very first, was not infested with termites. Its going to cost so much to repair all the damage and exterminate them and I have 3 little kids that need a place to live. Its really a nightmare.

  686. I wish I could be the outgoing, worry-free, spontaneous person my husband married. I think I want it back as much as he does. =/

  688. I wish I had a time machine so I could go back and tell myself that guy is going to end up being an abusive asshole, kick him to the curb NOW. AND I wish that I could then live in the alternate universe I created by going back in time…

  690. I wish my husband wanted a baby.
    I wish step-mothers were given a snowball’s chance in hell.
    I wish we could find a new house we like.

  691. I wish my 14 month old would just SLEEP and not be so addicted to my boobs. He’ll have plenty of time to be addicted to boobs when he’s 14 YEARS old.

  692. I wish I had the type of relationship with my mother where she loved me unconditionally, instead of being jealous of my successes, and felt the need to compete with me. I also wish she wasn’t a bottomless hole of need that can never be filled, so I’ve given up trying.
    I wish I hadn’t chosen the wrong person, who broke my heart, or that I could find the right person now, so I wouldn’t feel so alone all the time.

    I am thankful for what I do have. I am proud that I have made much out of nothing.

  693. I wish my husband would find that new job he wants- so I don’t have to work anymore.
    And that if I don’t work anymore that I would be able to do more than lie around all day, because that is all my mind allows me to do. So really I wish I wasn’t so fucked up in the head.

  694. I wish I would wake up tomorrow completely in shape and physically fit. I would do everything I needed to in order to stay that way. But getting there? Sucks. So. Much. Keep your money. I want to be lean and toned.

  695. I wish I didn’t have insomnia, and get a full, drug-free night’s sleep, waking up feeling refreshed. I have no idea what that feels like.

  696. I wish that my daughter survives her cancer and treatments. I wish that she has a 6 th, 7th, 8th birthday. I guess that’s a big wish.

  698. I love all these wishes but I never wish, so I’ll just say thank you.

  702. I wish everything turns out for the best for you and your husband. I wish you a healthy and pain-free recovery. And I wish you continue to share your bizarre, hilarious, and touching stories with all of us.

  703. I wish I could finally figure out how to deal with the impermanence of life and to get over death being “unfair”

  704. I wish I could have longer periods of happiness. I wish I didn’t let my fears get in the way of living my life to its’ fullest.

  707. I wish life were just a little bit easier.

    I wish my antidepressant/anti anxiety med didn’t make me fatter and thus more depressed

  708. I wish I could retire next year (I’ll be 71). Tell J I do have a little house in Orange Beach. Would she like to use it sometime?

  709. I wish I could write my wish without crying ’cause I’m at work and it’s not ideal crying at work.
    I wish my house would sell because I’ve used all my savings and don’t have enough to pay the bills.
    I wish I would get a job offer at the same exact time I sold my house so I wouldn’t have to worry about turning down a house buyer or a job offer.
    I wish I had people to help me.
    I wish I’d never moved to Colorado.

  710. I wish I had an answer for my son when he asks me why he doesn’t have a brother or sister like his friends do.

  711. Almost every day, I wish I didn’t suffer from disordered eating.
    Sometimes, I wish I were more stupid/cared less about everything.

  712. I wish the world really worked with the underlying justice and decency we were all led to believe in when we were children. I wish human decency were more often rewarded. I wish that the cream truly rose to the top and that hard work and dedication paid off for the most talented about me and not the most marketing savvy.

    I love your blog. And your book. That is all.

  714. i wish i could have back the last eight years without any mental illness. i wish i could get better. i wish there was hope.

  715. I wish I had about $500 more dollars each month, to pay off the debt and get a better handle on life.

    I wish I could have a baby of my own without risking my physical and mental health.

    I wish my step-daughter could have everything she ever dreamed of without becoming a Veruca Salt spoiled brat.

  716. I wish Ann Richards was still alive…..she’d string Rick Perry up by the short hairs.

  717. I wish I could get pregnant again. And that it would stick this time so I can know what it is to be morning-sick and achy and swollen and sleep-deprived and pooped-on… and a mother.

  718. I would wish that my business would take off at a level that pays the bills but doesn’t consume my every breath.

  720. (I wish my phone hadn’t eaten my original post… trying again.)

    I have made the same wishes over and over again, every single day for almost two years now:

    I wish I had been home when the fire started in my building.
    I wish I could have saved my beautiful cats.
    I wish I wasn’t terrified to leave the house every day since then.
    I wish someone else’s carelessness hadn’t cost me everything.
    I wish I could sleep through the night.
    I wish I could go a single day without crying.
    I wish I could tell the people in my life how sad and broken I still feel, even after this much time has passed.

  722. I wish both me and my partner could find full time employment. He’s been looking for nearly 3 years. I work 3 part time jobs. I wish I were a real live grown up with benefits and stuff!

  723. I wish I could take away my husband’s difficult childhood and cure his mental health issues. I hate to see the person I love the most hurt.

  724. I wish… I wish for enough. Enough money, enough time, enough energy.

    And I wish I was friends with Benedict Cumberbatch.

  726. I wish I had straight teeth. I’ve never open-mouth smiled in a picture.

  727. I wish wishes came true

    I wish I wasn’t such a massive life fuck up

    I wish my brain wasn’t dis-functional, or at least that someone could figure out how to make it function

    I wish wishes could give me hopes and dreams again instead of the tears and pain they bring me now

  728. I wish I could wake up one morning not desperately longing for the person I used to be.

  729. I wish that I could get out of my head sometimes, I wish that I felt more confident going into my CFP test next week and I wish I didn’t get migraines.

  731. I wish I had a better-paying job that valued and respected me and/or enough money that I could work as much/as little as I want.
    I wish I knew how to be a better mother and partner.
    I wish I had friends close by.

  733. I wish I could have 5 minutes in the bathroom without kids knocking on the door. 5 minutes.

  737. I wish my son hadn’t felt so alone and hopeless.
    I wish my son hadn’t killed himself.

  738. I wish everyone could see themselves the way I see them. Then they’d know how freaking amazing they really are!

  740. I wish I had 150k so I could pay off my mortgage and credit cards and quit work.

  742. I wish the university which controls both my employment and my enrollment didn’t suck so hard.

    And your subjunctives were spot on. IMO.

  743. I wish was happier with myself overall. Like, either no more depression which would help my self-confidence or better self-confidence to be able to remember what a liar depression is when I’m down. Either of those would be pretty nice.

  744. I wish I hadn’t woken up last week with a sudden aversion to being touched that won’t go away (again), and I wish upping my antidepressants to help with this current bout of depression wouldn’t lower my sex drive.

  745. I wish I didn’t have such terrible ADHD that my dreams feel like they only live in my head. I wish it wasn’t so hard to just do things like normal people. I wish I had a unicorn. I wish I had a pile of Indian food right now. I wish ponies could use litter boxed and live indoors and stay small. I wish I wasn’t so weird sometimes. But not all the time 😉

  746. I wish I was braver about conversations that need to happen. I wish I could figure out how to make new friends in adulthood. I wish I was better about keeping in touch with old friends. I wish cancer would go away.

  747. I wish it was as easy to get pregnant as I always assumed it would be. I wish my body worked enough to give me the one thing I’ve always wanted. I wish I didn’t feel like such a failure for being broken. I wish I could afford to figure out and fix whatever is wrong.

  748. I wish I had enough money so I didn’t have to work so hard. Sure, my job is cool and all but it’s not worth it when there’s ONE client (seriously, it’s the only one) to whom, no matter what, what I do is wrong.

    If I follow their rules, it’s wrong.

    If I don’t, it’s wrong.

    If I follow what they said in the phone conference, it’s wrong.

    I seriously dread working on their projects now.

    Because if I had the money, I could totally open a store, call it Cass & Dean and serve nothing but savory dishes and pies.

  749. I wish I’d never heard the word infertility and had a house full of kids.

  750. I wish we weren’t just surviving from pay check to pay check.

    Barring that, I wish my 21 month old would magically potty train because I’m tired of changing his man shits.

  751. I wish that family was not on both the pro and con column in my spreadsheet to help me make my decision on where to move…..

  752. I wish I could feel whatever it is that people feel when they’re happy. I wish the smile muscles on my face hadn’t atrophied over the years.

  754. I wish I could find work.

    I wish we aren’t going to be homeless mid-August.

    I wish I didn’t feel so sad that I woke up alive today.

  756. I wish I was 20 pounds thinner.
    I wish my strained calf wasn’t strained so I could keep training for a 5k.
    I wish my hamstrings were looser so that yoga was slightly less humiliating.

    When you said “one thing” these three things came to mind at once. That counts, right? Good.

  757. I am wishing that the job my husband interviewed for last Wednesday will be his so that we can move out of my in laws house (in which we have lived with our 3 children for almost 7 years) and into our own place in Kissimmee. So basically I am wishing for our family to have peace and the chance to just be the 5 of us for once.

  758. I wish I felt more “in-control.”
    Oh, and I wish for that insomnia one above too. I hate insomnia. But I’m guessing control (or an ability to accept my lack thereof) would help with that.

  759. I wish that I, and my family and loved ones, didn’t struggle with depression.
    I wish that I could do the thing I loved for a living.
    I wish that I had a financial future without worry.

  760. I wish I didn’t have back problems so I could lose all my extra weight.
    I wish I could just lose the extra weight.
    I wish my boyfriend of 6 years could tell me that we have a future together, instead of saying he sees his future with “someone,” but nobody in particular. Even me.
    I wish I were brave enough to tell him that if he doesn’t want to be with me he should go away and let me find someone who does want to be with me.
    I wish I were really good at something, instead of being mediocre at a lot of things, so I could be sure to have a future in something other than retail for the rest of my life.
    I wish I could travel all the time.
    I wish I could believe in myself.

  761. I wish my husband and I were living together. He’s currently in Arizona, and the kids and I are in Georgia and it will be, best case scenario, a year (but more like 2) before we can all live together again

  762. I don’t wish that my son would change.
    I do wish that autism didn’t define him for others.
    I do wish that autism didn’t define me as his his mom.
    I wish that all kids could get the support they need–proper diagnosis, therapy, educational supports, etc. to succeed like everyone should be able to.
    I wish that my friends with “typical” kids would just get it sometimes.
    And… in the end, I wish that I don’t wish my life away.

  763. I wish I had more time for hobbies.
    I wish that I’d be inspired to write in my blog when I’m not at work.
    I wish I could high five Raiye for her comment.

  764. I wish someone would offer me a full time job doing one of the two things I am most passionate about. Social Media and teaching English courses. I’m educated and experienced in both, but no place I have applied seems to notice.

  765. I wish I had figured out that Classics was way cool earlier in my college career. I would have had more fun I think.

  766. I wish I didn’t fall in the cracks and be unable to get affordable health care. I wish I could still go to the health center that was providing me with the medication that makes me feel less crazy. I wish I could find a way to continue on the medicine so I don’t turn back into a screaming banshee all the time. I wish I didn’t hurt so much and I wish I didn’t have this anxiety all the time. I wish my mother would be more understanding of the issues I have.

  769. All three of my dogs need minor surgical procedures (one needs some teeth extracted, one needs a cyst removed and my puppy needs a weird, bairly attached rear dew claw removed). I wish I had JUST enough money to pull off all of those procedures sooner rather than later. :/ I just got a new job and I’m working on saving up money, but apparantly my life right now is all, “Oh, you have a few extra dollars in savings? Look who needs new tires!”

  770. Being 7.5 months pregnant, all I am wishing for these days is an uncomplicated delivery and a healthy baby. Once the baby arrives, I’ll probably be wishing to be in the shape I once was…or that I was getting regular sleep.

  771. I wish I could get paid to throw parties for my friends. Their house, my house, big party, small party, doesn’t matter. If I could throw parties for my friends, and pay the bills, I’d be a happy person.

  772. I wish this infertility shit wasn’t happening.
    I wish I enjoyed my job again.
    I wish I didn’t feel like crying ALL. THE. TIME.

    I wish my future cousin good luck as my mom and sister try to help her plan the wedding….welcome to the crazy (& loved) family

  773. I wish my ass was smaller and I wish I actually enjoyed exercise so that I could keep my ass small.

  774. I was going to wish for a puppy, but after scrolling through this page I think I’m just going to be thankful for everything I have.

  775. I wish my mom were still alive. I wish I could easily get pregnant, instead of struggling & worrying.

  776. I wish I didn’t feel sick all the time.
    I wish I didn’t feel scared all the time.
    I wish I didn’t feel sad all the time.

  777. I wish I could be as thin and beautiful as I was when I thought I was fat and ugly.
    I wish for my children to not have issues with self-image.

    I wish I would focus more on the positive than the negative.
    I wish my hair would stop thinning.
    I wish.

  778. I wish I hadn’t pissed away my first couple of years at college so that I could have my degree by now.
    I wish I wasn’t the only female in my family with virtually nonexistent boobs.
    I wish I had a job that actually paid me for how much my time is worth.
    I wish I didn’t feel like throwing up every time I go into big crowds, attend concerts, walk around at street fairs, eat dairy, or have to speak in public.
    I wish I had learned some of life’s lessons the easy way, instead of having life beat those lessons into me.
    I wish I had bought a house that required less work.
    I wish I had had the guts to stick it out in those places I did well in, despite not being comfortable with my surroundings.
    I wish I had a million dollars that nobody else knew about so that life could be that much easier and less stressful.
    I wish that I could drop these last ten pounds that I’ve been fighting with myself to drop for the past six months.
    I wish I didn’t have to pull money out of my son’s college fund to pay for heat over the winter.

    …I wish for a lot of things… But it’s like they say “Wish in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up first.” People say that, right?

  779. I wish I could see myself the way everyone else sees me…and for pizza to be good for you or broccoli to taste like pizza.

  780. I wish I could watch a show about disease or surgery, or read a book about death, or hear a song about dying and not immediately feel nauseous and dizzy because I KNOW, I just KNOW that I will feel all of that pain someday.

  781. I wish my son could sweat…and I wish I could eat all the Oreos I want and stay the same size.

  782. I wish I didn’t have to work for medical benefits so I could use more of my time to write about life instead of statistics.

  784. Dang. The easy way out is to wish my ex hadn’t ignored the IRS so that now I could buy a townhouse for my daughters and me. The deeper stuff (wish my mom were still alive, wish to take type 1 diabetes away from my older daughter, wish to win the freakin’ lottery) is too hard to write. (BTW, nice job on the subjunctive.) Hugs!

  785. I wish I felt content with my life.
    I wish I didn’t miss my cat so much.
    I wish I could travel to see all of my online friends so I could hug them in real life.

  788. I wish i could just let things go, especially the bad things in (my) life.
    Instead they wander around my mind for years, piling up and up and make everything so much harder.

  789. I wish my former best friend would admit that she treated me badly and apologize.

  790. I wish my boyfriend of 6 years would make an ‘honest’ woman out of me and that I could find a teaching job!

  791. I wish that my little dog would get better. He is old and been in the hospital the past two days.

  792. I wish I had the chance to enjoy my life instead of dealing with late appearing injuries from an abusive childhood. I deserve the chance for a healthy life just as much as anyone else. >:(

  793. I wish we could buy the land behind us so I could put a milk cow back there.
    I wish we had more money so my husband wouldn’t be so stressed all the time.
    I wish that every time I had to meet new people or talk to a stranger (even on the phone) I didn’t feel like I couldn’t breathe, my heart didn’t race, and I didn’t get nauseated. Cause that sucks.

  795. I wish I could magically repair the lives of all the children I work with who have been wounded (physically, mentally, emotionally) often by the people they should be able to rely on, love, and trust.
    I wish my building wasn’t the only place they knew they could get supper, a hug, and someone to listen.
    I wish we had more to give.

  797. I wish the Force was real. And that you could use it for healing power. And to choke the shit out of those asinine male politicians who think it’s okay to make laws about crap that doesn’t concern them.

  799. I wish I could lose 40 pounds and I wish I had the ability to eat all the saltwater taffy without negative consequences.

  800. I would wish that I could go a week with out washing my hair, and I would wake up with it looking perfect (I would settle for decent). I would wish I never cut bangs in a Kim Kardashian delusion. I would wish that wearing baggy pajamas was the height of fashion, and flip flops were coveted like Louboutins. I would also like my French bulldog to go everywhere with me.

  801. And now I wish I hadn’t scrolled up to read the other comments . . . or maybe I’m happy I did. Please know that all of you (honestly ALL of you) who are suffering with infertility, sickness, crappy relationships, no work, homelessness, body image issues, and everything else are in my prayers. A rosary is coming your way this moment. WIsh I could hug you all in person.

  804. I wish I wasn’t scared so much too. Maybe then I wouldn’t be so terrified of failing. Maybe I could finally figure out what I’m good for. I wish I knew what I was good for, so I could finally be comfortable doing something and joining everyone else in being a productive and money-earning adult.

  805. I wish I was just enough….I wish I knew what the hell I am doing….I wish I wasn’t so emotionally cut off

  806. I wish that my family, in its entirety could live a self-sustaining life on a homestead somewhere in the Appalachian mountains, and for all of the things that I wish for that to include, like rabbits and goats and a beautiful garden, and greenhouse.

  808. I wish money wasn’t an issue
    I wish I wasn’t sick
    I wish I could go back and do it all over, but I can’t so I wish I could to tell 17 year old me to take that leap of faith and defy your parents
    I realize I can continue to wish my life away…or I can just love me, and take that leap now.

  809. I wish for everyones wishes to come true and if they can’t, then i wish for them to be at peace.

  810. I wish my husband didnt have non epileptic seizures, Aspergers, and depression. I wish he could work so I could finish my degree and work my business. I wish I could understand what my husband is going through. I wish we had a better credit score so we could buy a house so we had some stability. I wish my boss would give me a raise.

  811. I wish that I could turn all these tears I’m crying from reading these wishes, into real wishes, then come and hug you all and give you all your wishes!

  812. I wish I could give my son a sibling. But after many heart breaks I don’t think it’s meant to be.

  813. I wish I could finish the novel I’ve been working on for four years now.
    I also wish I could figure out how to be a good mom to my 3-month-old, keep my sanity while at a full-time job, finish that above-mentioned novel and still have time for things like eating and sleeping … and, you know, talking to my husband would be nice too.

  815. I wish I didn’t have guilt issues because of the way I grew up. I always took on everyone’s suffering and trouble, and did extra work in every way I could so my family would have even marginally better lives, but as a result, even the slightest failing eats at me, and I feel guilty for the most insignificant things on a daily basis. After 21 years I only just barely realized that was actually the reason I felt so guilty about letting people down in ANY way, and that’s what my depression stems from, in a large part. It’s been about a year or so since I realized what my issues were, and I’ve made almost no progress improving.

    I wish I was guilt-free and could get it into my head that I deserve a little selfishness now and again too. Everyone does, really. It’s great to be friendly and help everyone, but we all need our own satisfaction too. I just always feel bad about it immediately afterward.
    I even have a hard time relaxing and playing video games on my days off of work, because I feel like I’m not being productive, and so I’m letting myself down, and then I feel guilty, cuz if I let myself down, I let down everyone’s expectations of my success.

  816. I used to wish that someone would fall in love with me.

    someone has. now I wish for so many more things: that he didn’t have a girlfriend, that I could help him with whatever he’s suffering through, that it would be possible for us to be ‘just friends’, hat I could get over him…

  818. The comments on this post were heart wrenching. I wish for so many of the same things.

    I wish I wasn’t scared all the time about stupid crap.
    I wish I didn’t worry about money so that I could quit working and stay home again with my kids.

  819. Oh my, just ONE?
    I wish I were more happy

    I have so many wishes…

    I wish I were more optimistic,
    I wish I were more happy,
    I wish I had less sadness,
    I wish I had more people who loved me
    I wish I found someone I loved who loved me back and would protect from all the storms of this earth,
    I wish I were taller,
    I wish I had sharper features, a more oval shaped face, deeper set eyes,
    I wish I had bigger boobs and a smaller waist (though I’m quite sure that can be fixed by healthier eating…)
    I wish I were more beautiful,
    I wish I was smarter,
    I wish I had a photographic memory,
    I wish I was brilliant and it would take me a few hours to learn anything,
    I wish I was a gifted musician — I don’t need to perform on stage but I could play any piece pretty well and could hear a piece of music and know how to play it EXACTLY and compose beautiful music
    I wish I had a siren’s voice that would sink an army of ships
    I wish I had a trust fund
    I wish I could help all the needy people and unhappy animals out there
    I wish we’d all stop fighting and try to live harmoniously
    I wish we’d have peace as individuals, as a world.

  821. I wish I could protect my son from the negative things he has in his life. I wish I didn’t have to deal with chronic pain.

  822. I wish my doctor wouldn’t use my history of mental illness as a cop-out and an excuse to bully me when she feels inadequate.

    (Made this one come part-true by firing her ass, so maybe I’m a good fairy…)

  824. I wish that my son would accept help with his emotional problems and get off drugs.

  825. I wish my body worked. This would cover my infertility, depression, anxiety, hypothyroid, exhaustion, asthma, and heck, even my acne and hair loss. I just wish my body WORKED the way it’s supposed to, the way so many other women’s bodies work.

  826. I wish my husband could find a job somewhere there are people and things to do and places to go.
    I wish I was less sad.
    I wish I had enough money to not have my throat close every time I think of these medical bills.
    I wish I knew the right answers of how to help my little girl not suffer so much.

  827. I wish we will somehow make up the 33% we still need in the next 4 days to reach our Kickstarter goal, so that the little game studio my daughter and I co-founded to make Meaningful Games will succeed, and that we can make our first game – a quantum physics board game (really!), which will be a smashing hit, so that we will be able to make our second game, which will be all about the wrong and right ways to treat mental illness and how our understanding of that changed at the dawn of the 20th century, so that we can invigorate a dialog about that and recognize a forgotten humanistic pioneer in the field here in Portland. Because, at 53, I don’t know how many more start ups I have in me, and I want this to be the company that really makes a difference and leaves my daughter co- founder and her sister a legacy they can be proud of.

  828. I wish my mom hadn’t passed away in 2009 & I wish I didn’t feel like it was my fault for not being more persistent in her going to a doctor

  829. I wish I had good gin in my desk at work when I’m having one of *those* days (re: stabby stabby). I also wish I could get pregnant more easily. But then I wouldn’t be able to drink the desk gin, huh? Um, I wish I could be pregnant AND drinking desk gin without consequence.

  831. I can’t pick just one! But one above did really strike me:

    I really wish my husband was the right one for me.

    Is it sad that it cheers me up a bit that I’m not alone in this?

  832. I wish that I weren’t stuck in this loop. Depression, anxiety, fibro flare, pain, eating, getting fatter and fatter, and feeling bad about myself, depression, wash, rinse, repeat.

    I can’t get myself out of it, and I don’t know what to do.

  833. I wish I could get my shit together.
    I wish I could find a doctor who would actually TRY to help me with this (now year old) injury that has caused some nerve damage.
    I wish people would stop projecting & MTOB.

  834. I wish I felt “normal”.

    I wish I wasn’t always so sad. I wish I wouldn’t get angry so easily lately. I wish I had someone to talk to. I wish a good looking, good smelling man would walk up to me and just give me a big old bear hug. I wish 2 of the partners where I work actually gave a damn about us employees.

    Sorry … got carried away. 🙂

  835. I wish Deadwood hadn’t ended so abruptly.
    I wish screwing around on Facebook and the interwebs was part of my job description.

  836. I wish my dad were still here.
    I wish I didn’t feel like people were overestimating my intelligence.
    But most of all, I wish I could give every one of you a hug.

  837. I wish the guy I’ve loved my whole life, the guy who knows we are soul-mates, the guy who can turn me inside out with just a smile would be less scared of being hurt if we tried a relationship. Sadly, I’m right there with him on the scared. It’s right, it would work, we both know it and have discussed it. But life has damaged us both and we are not able to look past it. Yet. My wish is that sooner rather than later we can get it together.

  838. I wish for more time to say goodbye to the friends and loved ones I’ve lost.
    I wish good health, mental, spiritual and physical, for everyone everywhere.
    I wish everyone love and happiness.

  839. I wish I was on vacation. And that you were less scared and sad, because it seems selfish to wish for something and not offer up one for someone else.

  840. Wow. These comments are all so interesting to read. Some for more time to read, others for a cure to cancer or find true love.
    Thank you all for sharing…

  842. I wish my father (he was my best best friend) had been well enough to get to know my husband better. My dad passed away a couple of months after hubby and I started dating. I know my dad would have loved seeing me fall in love and being loved in return.

    Also wish I could find a literary agent and attract the attention of a mainstream publisher for my stories.

  843. I wish that I wasn’t in default on previous student loans so I could get loans to pay for college.
    I wish that my husband would come home with me instead of telling me I’m better off without him.
    I wish that I could afford a better rent house so I don’t have to stay in the horrible place I’m in.
    I wish that RA didn’t exist so my bff could live her life with no pain.

  845. I wish for a cure for diabetes…actually, make that all autoimmune diseases because let’s face it, they all suck. My 12 year son was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes almost 2 years ago and since his diagnosis he’s had to grow far faster than a kid his age should have.

  846. I wish I could marry the woman I love in the state we live in (Alabama) especially since we’ve had a longer more stable relationship than all of the couples I know that are allowed to legally marry.

  848. I wish I didn’t feel like a weak person when I wish my life was easier.

  849. I wish my daughter didn’t suffer from depression like I do because I know what a fucked up thing it is and while I’ve never considered suicide, I know she has, and that scares the freaking shit out of me because she is all I have in this world and if she weren’t here, there’d be no reason for me to be here.

    I wish everyone doesn’t bash me for my run-on sentence.

  850. Now that I have moved, I wish the old building would sell quickly to someone who will love it . . .

    I wish my brother had made it to the doctor one day sooner . . .

    I wish, for even just one day, I had the gift of movement. Like a natural athlete or dancer, just a day of feeling that seemingly effortless grace.

  851. I wish I could help all of your wishes come true.

    I wish I were sure I’d make a good foster/adoptive parent. I wish I knew I’d be a good parent at all.

    I wish my heart would go back to normal and stop beating funny.

  852. I’d wish for more time for the things that make me happy. Actually, right at this second I’d probably wish that I could easily run 13+ miles at one time, and that I had the time to do it.

  854. I wish that I could get out of my own head once in awhile.
    I wish I could finish the thing that I am writing.
    I wish that whatever it is, would stop shitting in my garden.

  856. I wish I had the guts and/or talent to do something I love for a living, instead of something I happen to know how to do that crushes my soul.

    I wish I didn’t daydream about different ways to kill myself.

    I wish I had a horse.

  857. I wish I had all the money I need and some of the money I want. That “money can’t buy you happiness” line is starting to look awfully B.S.-y from my life angle.

  858. I wish I didn’t have to look at Rick Perry’s signature every time I looked at my Notary Commission.

  859. I wish that my kids could continue going to the better school they attended last year, with a bus route, rather than having to go back to the school my daughter went to for pre-k and kinder, where they failed her miserably!!!!!
    I wish that I was healthy, that we could figure out WHAT is wrong with me that is causing SO much pain and fix it.
    I wish that I was less lazy.
    I wish that I had more patience.
    I wish that my business would take off!

  860. I wish I was a little less f’ed up…….
    I wish I could find someone who loves me like my dog does……
    I wish people would love animals with the same gentle soul that animals love people…..
    I wish I would stop craving Chick-fil-A only on Sunday’s when they are closed…..
    I wish people would understand love is love is love…..

  861. I wish I could be a little more patient when my children are (sometimes) snotty to me…ages 10/12/14, and it’s PERFECTLY NORMAL for them to sometimes be snotty, but I have a hard time remembering that.

  862. i wish i could have as vibrant a life outside of my head.
    i wish for freedom.
    i wish to be an inspiration to someone else.
    i wish to make the right choices.
    i wish to love and be loved, rightly.
    and for my dogs to live forever.

  863. i wish i could own my own junk store. I would decorate it really cool and display all kind sof old pyrex, flamingos and pottery. There would be cool retro furniture and stuff that you used to see at grandmas when you went to visit her. There would be ceramic poodles and salt and pepper shakers that look like little dogs. There would be liddle kiddles, flatsys and trolls and all of their accessories and carrying cases. I would employ my best friend, and help him get out of the house and be less depressed. It would help me help him understand that depression lies and he is worthwhile.

  864. I wish I could be with him, and I could keep traveling with him.

    He told me no emotional attachment, but I went ahead and fell in love anyway.

    *sigh*

  865. I wish I did not have migraines, depression, anxiety, GERD, and acne. Essentially, I wish I wasn’t so dysfunctional.

  866. I wish the cancer and chronic diseases that battle with my friends would go away.
    I wish I had the money so my kids could go to whatever college they wanted.
    I wish no child would go to bed hungry, and had adults around them who wouldn’t hit them or make them feel “less than.”
    I wish I’d finished college.
    I wish for one room in the world that was just my own, and it could be as neat or as messy as I wanted it to be.

  867. I wish I wasn’t so paranoid and always expecting the worst. I wish money (and lack thereof) didn’t stress the ever-lovin’ shit out of me so bad.

  869. I wish for a blue box to appear in my room and silly man to step out and ask me to hop in.

  870. I wish my mom had beaten cancer.
    I wish i hadn’t spent the past 10 years with an abuser.
    I wish for the happy, healthy future that i’ve taken many steps toward making reality.

  872. I wish i had enough money. Not enough to buy a mansion and live a life of luxury ( though that would be totally awesome), but just enough to pay off all of the debt so we could live comfortably and start saving.

  874. I wish that what I type here makes a difference on just ONE person’s life:

    The things that happen TO you do NOT DEFINE YOU. Sadness, loneliness, grief, anger, and worry are natural parts of life. How you allow them to demonize you is your choice and your’s alone. I allowed these types of emotions to nearly destroy me. There is a way out of the blackness. There is light. You can find it. You can do it!!!

  875. I wish I thought as highly of myself as other people seem to.

    And I wish you, Jenny, will get your wishes, along with everyone who takes the time to comment here.

  877. I wish I wasn’t afraid of failure and success at anything in life.

    I wish my depression would go away. And not the bullshit go away and come back, just be gone.

    I wish I could shapeshift

    I wish I wasn’t so afraid of everyone and everything

  878. I wish all animals could be free and people stop taking the children to SeaWorld

  879. I wish parents would do better by their children. A handful of my students break my heart every year, and I just wish I could make everything o.k. for them.

  880. I wish I didn’t have to earn money and could just do what I want. Of course, I’d probably just spend most of my time on Facebook.

  881. I wish I had a good job, with benefits, that paid enough so I could live in a house with a yard and not stress about how I’m going to pay this month rent or buy diapers and milk for my toddler.

  882. I wish Cancer never existed, cause then my mom would still be here. I would just ask for my mom to be alive but something tells me the Universe would just make her a Zombie and while she would’ve probably thought that was really cool it would be hard to explain to my kids. “Go give Granny a hug baby…oh wait…”

  883. I wish that my friend’s mother had not been diagnosed with breast cancer so soon after losing his father to lung cancer.

    I wish another friend who is recovering from her second back surgery in the last 12 months would lose enough weight to live a healthier, injury-free life.

    I wish yet another friend would realize that it’s okay to ask for help in caring for her aging father.

    I wish that I knew what it is like to be in love and have someone be in love with me.

  885. I wish i were not so lazy
    i wish i were a better housekeeper (see above)
    i wish i were better at making new friends

  887. I wish my anxiety were getting better, not worse.
    I wish our insurance was better, so I wouldn’t have to pay through the nose to go to a psychiatrist and finally have some relief from the anxiety that is getting worse.
    I wish I made more money so it wouldn’t matter that our insurance is so bad.
    I wish I weren’t embarrased by my anxiety and how it makes me act, because it makes it so hard to tell my psychologist about it.
    I wish I didn’t feel crazy.
    I wish that wishes came true.

  889. the noble wish- for my mom’s health to be better.

    the selfish wish- a little off the middle… just a little less jiggle

    the real wish- dinner with Hugh Jackman. and his wife. cuz they are adorable!

  890. I wish there was a cure for my daughter’s type 1 diabetes, and if I can’t have a cure for her then I wish I could have it instead so that she could go back to being the carefree girl she was 5 months ago before she found out her body is trying to kill her all day every day.

  891. I wish I could just magically move from Wisconsin to New Mexico without having to deal with all the crap that goes with moving.

    I wish my children well as they pursue adulthood.

  892. I wish I felt the full gamut of emotions instead of going back and forth between angry and numb.
    I wish I could love myself as much as my dog seems to.
    I wish I didn’t have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
    I wish I could make it through a week without self-harming.

  893. I wish I wasn’t raped when I was 6.
    I wish I didn’t have a genetic disorder that caused me to have 18 chronic health problems and diseases, the majority of which are painful.
    I wish I wasn’t in constant pain that doesn’t ever stop.
    I wish I could just take vicodin all of the time.
    I wish i could have done something more with my life.

  896. I wish I wasn’t so old that when I look through us magazine, I’m like “Who are these people? I don’t recognize these hardbodied losers. And I don’t even care anymore …” to like fully 65% of the photos.

    I wish I could magically become a runner, without that pesky training and working up to it part.

    I wish I could make things all better for my Mom.

    I wish I wasn’t so phone-phobic.

    I wish I never got so impatient that I reach for ice with damp hands and it sticks to my skin again.

    I wish I wasn’t such a weirdo. But I wouldn’t want to not be a weirdo, necessarily…

  897. I wish I had a job.
    I wish I weren’t lonely always.
    I wish I had the boy I’m crazy about and who’s crazy about me but the timing was wrong and now it will probably never happen.

    Also, I wish my cat and my parents’ cats would just get along already because really guys, it’s been over a month and it’s about time you worked things out!

  899. I wish I had a job. Finding it difficult, and filled with self-doubt. I’m trying to create my own job, just getting started. Every day is a challenge to stay positive, energetic. Friends and family are a great help to me, financially and emotionally. Wish me luck!

  901. I wish I was happy. I wish I wasn’t so afraid of success. I wish I had someone to share my life with

  903. I wish I had a large piece of land with my dream home on it (that I worked from home, lucratively). That way I could have a giant metal chicken like yours guarding my garage!

  904. I wish that I had more money. And not in that “I want to be a gangster/movie star/spoiled brat” scenario. I just wish I had more money so that my daughter and I could live on our own, so that I could afford a car that wasn’t on its death bed, so that I could afford health insurance, and so that I could make better memories with my child. So much for the American Dream. I wish I knew how to live a better life for the both of us.

  905. I wish I could stop worrying.
    I wish I was paid what I am worth.
    I wish it wasn’t so hard when our kids grow up.
    I wish I didn’t care so much about my appearance.

  907. I wish I could feel certain the world is safe for my mentally disabled daughter. I wish I could know people would love and protect her instead of hurt her. All I would ever wish is for her to be safe and happy and that the odds weren’t so terrifyingly stacked against her. I guess I only get one horse.

  908. My SO and I are going to the county clerk’s office to get married this afternoon. We expect it to be crowded because of the Supreme Courts recent ruling on gay marriage. We’re bringing books and snacks. (BTW–We aren’t gay, just disorganized. If we were better organized, we would have been smart enough to get our marriage out of the way before the Supreme Court announced the ruling. We’ve known we were getting married for a year and we’ve known about the ruling for several months. I even changed my FB profile picture in solidarity. We have no excuse for not getting this done sooner.) Anyway, my wish is that the line to get married won’t be so long that my SO refuses to marry me.

  909. Late to the party as usual but here’s my long list:
    I wish I had enough money to work at the things that I love to fill in the gap instead of working so that I can do the things I love.
    I wish everyone that I care about could have joy, every single day.
    I wish that my grandfather hadn’t had to spend sixteen years without his beloved wife, and I also wish I had another sixteen with him myself.
    I wish I weren’t halfway across the country from the man I love. I’m ready to continue our life together and this hiatus in those plans really sucks.
    I wish the orphaned feral kittens my mother found didn’t have ring worm. Addendum: I wish that there were never any orphaned feral kittens to be stuck with fate’s choice between starving and being lucky enough to find enormous suckers like me.
    I wish Mamaw had been able to see her “adopted” grandkid get married on Saturday. I also wish that she hadn’t had to suffer so terribly for so long with cancer.
    I wish someone would hurry up and invent a cheap teleportation device, so that if I can’t be with the man I love every day I could at least see him.
    And finally, I wish that every awful person in anyone’s past, be they an ex, parent, stranger, relative, whatever, would get instant, horrible cases of crabs that wouldn’t go away. Fuck awful people.

  910. I wish I was a botanist and could work for the Agriculture Experiment Stations (and they would have to be brought back to existence, so I guess it’s a twofer wish lol).

    Also I wish I could go to the mega-concert of my dreams with G-Dragon, BIGBANG, Miyavi, VAMPS (not the British band The Vamps), SHINee and Aziatix and not feel at all squished (squished is my word for “I’m wayyyyyyy too overwhelmed by this many people.

  911. I wish that my financing for my condo would come through today so I can move out of my ex- husband’s house soon! So if anyone knows a fairy godmother, please send her my way! Thank you!

  912. I want to be completely physically healthy, and to stay that way for the rest of my life.

  913. I wish that what I type here makes a difference in just ONE person’s life:

    The things that happen TO you do NOT DEFINE YOU. Sadness, loneliness, grief, anger, and worry are natural parts of life. How you allow them to demonize you is your choice and your’s alone. I allowed these types of emotions to nearly destroy me. There is a way out of the blackness. There is light. You can find it. You can do it!!!

  915. I wish my husband didn’t have cancer.

    I wish I could be a stay at home mom (and, no, not ’cause I think it’s easy- I’ve worked part time since my son was born and my days at home are much more exhausting than my days at the office).

    I wish I gave a damn about work right now- would lessen my stress ’cause I’d maybe get some things done instead of just worrying about the to-do list.

  917. I wish that I didn’t end up working so much.
    I wish that I had the time that I need to finish my book.
    I wish that I wasn’t responsible for *everything*.

  919. Marjorie, you’re making me cry. I wish I could hug you.
    I also wish there were no such thing as cancer. I miss my Grandma.
    I wish I knew the future. My husband, kids, and I live in GA. I want to move home to MI, but I’m afraid he’ll try to take my kids from me.

  920. I wish diets really worked & that I could make a living on the beach somehow.

  922. I wish I could create art full time instead of working a job that isn’t my dream job, just to survive.

  923. I wish I had more time to make stuff for breakfast. Ever since I went wheat free, I am finding it harder to grab something on the road. I make a mean wheat free blueberry muffin–just need an hour or two to whip some up!

  924. I wish I hadn’t left Texas to move back to Wisconsin.
    I wish I wasn’t so afraid to do things.
    I wish I was able to smile more and mean it.
    I wish I could be content with who I am.

  925. This is everything I wish for:

    * Equality. Period.
    * A health care system that is not income reliant
    * An end to acts of genocide.
    * Equal educational opportunities world-wide.
    * For parents to stop feeding their kids junk.
    * Mental health care reform.
    * For us to find a way to keep gun toting psychopaths out of our schools.
    * For a smaller butt.
    * And end to the world hunger crisis.
    * A cure for cancer, so people like my Dad can’t be taken before they’re old and gray.
    * For more of us to live a purpose driven life.
    * For courage when courage is most needed.
    * For people to stop hiding behind religion and to stop using it as an excuse to kill innocents.
    * For an end to our reliance on non-renewable sources of energy. We’re destroying this planet for profit. How does that make sense?
    * For politicians to wake the hell up and to actually see, hear, and respect the people they are supposed to serve. Keep your PERSONAL agenda out of it. I don’t give a shit if you’re Mormon/Christian/Catholic/Jewish. I’m not and neither are most of your constituents. Religion should not decide politics.
    * I want women all over the world to be able to seek out education and a better life if they choose to. Without fear of reprisal.
    * I want women to be able to freely walk the streets in whatever get-up they choose without the fear of rape or murder.
    * I want people of all races to be seen for who they are not for the color of their skin.
    * For everyone to be able to marry who they choose. Gay, straight, klingon..

    Mostly, I just wish for a better world.

  926. I wish I could figure out how cure Trich.
    I wish kids were nice to each other all the time.
    I wish I could fix it so my 12 year old daughter doesn’t have to hide part of herself.

  927. I wish I didn’t have chronic migraines.
    I wish my cat’s vet wasn’t such an idiot. (On the plus side, I know enough to keep my cat healthy.)
    I wish more people knew sign language so that communicating with me was easier.
    I wish you, Jenny Lawson, would let me write you an email about my totally awesome wedding, my judgmental family members (including parents) who made me anxious prior and didn’t show up, and have a response from you peppered with humor to brighten my day. Can I?
    I wish I owned an unicorn that farts skittles.

  928. I wish I could read in the car. Well I CAN read in the car, but it makes me puke, so I choose not to. But I wish I could read in the car without feeling bad and getting sick.

  929. I wish I could know (or remember) that I have all I need and everyone is doing the best they could.

  930. I wish my husband would come home from Kuwait early! and that chocolate and cheese dip were both zero WW points.

  932. I wish people acted more like dogs (animals in general really) and actually SHOW their emotions, love without fear, possess no judgement, enjoyed the simple things in life, and do a whole body wiggle if they were excited to see you. (Just don’t shit in the house and sniff butts…that one can belong to the dogs…)

  934. I wish I had never made the mistake that cost me my wife. I wish I had never gotten sick, and lost my home (living in a car sucks) I wish my ex wife wasn’t suffering with lupus and depression

  935. I wish my best friend didnt come back from Afganistan broken five years ago. I wish she had never seen and held her friends die. I wish she didnt have to drink to sleep at night. I wish she didnt want to kill herself. I wish she could be herself again. I miss my friend but still love and support this new person she is.

  936. Shit.

    I’m gonna need someone to grant me that octopus wish like 6x over because that’s the only way I’m gonna have enough arms for my other wish, which is to give everybody in this comment section a damn hug.

    <3

  937. I wish I would learn to be as gentle and compassionate with myself as I am with others.

  938. I was going to wish for money – enough to live comfortably and worry-free, enough to share, enough to help my children do the same.
    Then, I read all these posts and decided that my wish was pretty shallow in comparison.
    I wish for all those that need strength, to have enough of it. I wish for all those that need to be less fearful, to be brave. I wish for those who have unhappiness and loss to find joy and hope.
    (And, I know we’re not supposed to post it here … but I really do wish for world peace or at least a world with less hate and more acceptance.)
    There. That’s it.

  939. Today would have been my brother’s 40th birthday. I wish with all my heart that he were alive to celebrate it

  940. I wish to be a mentally stronger person, to not constantly hate myself or wish I was no longer alive.

    Are we allowed to have two wishes? Because if so, I wish to have my grandmother back. It’s only been weeks since the cancer took her and I miss her more than anything in the world.

  941. I wish I could remember my life before depression.

    Sometimes, I wish I weren’t so strong. Then I could leave. Sometimes though, I’m grateful.

  942. I wish for a cure for autism so life won’t be so hard for my son and a cure for blindness so my husband could see our kids. But not see the 20 lbs I’ve put on since he went blind, lol.

  943. I wish you all could have at least one of your wishes.

    I wish there was cures or at least a non-toxic treatments for all those auto-immune thingys that make life hell for so many.

    I wish money did not rule the world.

  946. I wish that I could lose weight in a healthy way. I almost wrote that I wished that I was 50 lbs. lighter, but I could see some asshole fairy or genie like, cutting off one of my legs and saying, “There you go!” So I qualified that.

    I wish my brain didn’t always work like that…

  948. I wish I had confidence in my writing. And I wish I felt worthy of the amazing people in my life who love me.

  949. I wish for just one more hug from my fiance’ , Doug. ( He passed away June 16 ) When he hugged me I felt safe, secure, and loved. I want just one more Dug-Hug.

  950. I wish I could find my way out of the darkness.
    I wish I didn’t hurt so many people in so many ways.
    I wish I knew why I was here.

  951. I wish that I were more self assured.
    I wish that coming across as confident was not so tiring for me.

  954. I wish I had the confidence other people had… like my sister!! Somehow I ended up being the nice one and she’s a badass… just want to be a badass for once!

  955. my cat disappeared over the weekend and ive spent every day tromping through stranger’s back yards and getting bitten by mosquitos and checking my email and paying for fb ads and hanging flyers and sobbing alone in the woods

    i’d um. rather like him to come home, please. gosh.

  957. I wish he loved me back.
    I wish my body could be healthy.
    I wish my cons didn’t so vastly outweigh my pros.
    I wish I could pay my bills.

  958. I would wish for all the weeds in all the gardens to GO AWAY.

  960. I wish for enough financial security to pay my rent and utilities each month and pay for medical supplies my daughter needs that Medicaid doesn’t cover.

  962. I wish I could make myself really feel happiness.
    I wish I had parents that loved me.
    I wish I did not end every day hoping I did not wake up in the morning.
    I wish I could be the mother and wife my kids and husband deserve.
    I wish I knew how to comfort myself without food.
    I wish I was brave.

  963. I wish I didn’t need anti-anxiety meds and meds for depression. I wish I could function like a “normal” human being.

  964. I wish that foster children had a system that put them first.
    I wish that foster children had biological relatives that put them first.
    I wish that I could make the foster children in my home less sad, scared, and confused.
    I wish that I could love more foster children and show more of them it is not always “bad”.

    *I recognize that my wishes are close to asking for world peace, but if I would wish anything, those would be my only ones today.

  966. I wish that everyone could be lucky to find a spouse as amazing as mine.
    I wish that I could have just one more day with my mom. A day like before she was diagnosed with cancer, not one like she had at the end that was filled with so much pain.

  968. I wish that the people with power were the ones that deserve it. I also wish for no debt and more time for my kiddos.

  969. One less selfish wish: I wish my friends’ daughter hadn’t died from osteosarcoma, and I wish that cancer hadn’t taken her leg before it took her. She was a dancer, and that was particularly cruel. Live, Alyssa, live!

  970. I wish my adopted sons hadn’t had to have their lives torn apart and that my younger son didn’t have PTSD.

  971. I wish I had a boyfriend who loved me just the way I am and I did the same for him.

    I wish for money. I wish I had financial security and growth.

    everything else I already have and am grateful for it.

  973. I wish my one year old child would start sleep through the night. I haven’t had an uninterrupted night of sleep in over a year and its starting to get weird in my brain.

  974. I wish I had the time and money to travel more. After reading many of these, I wish I could give everyone a hug.

  976. There are two things I wish for: 1) That I could be in Los Angelas Saturday and get my picture taken with Richard Chamerlain and 2) That there was someway to let you know about the Rubber Chicken Handbag. Oh wait one more thing, that everyone could get the things for which they wish.

  977. I wish my mom hadn’t indifferently decided to move far away from me and my family. I wish I could forgive her before she becomes elderly and riddled with dementia.

  978. I wish I could pay for an unlimited amount of acupuncture and laser therapy treatments for my two dogs.

  979. I wish my daddy was still alive. I miss him every single day. I wish my momma was still able to get around and had her eyesight back and her arthritis gone. I wish my children had the happy childhood that I did and they can rise above the damage living with an alcoholic father has done to them. I wish I had been brave enough to leave long before I did but at least I got out.

    I am so thankful I met and married a wonderful man. After having a major stroke 7 years ago and having to learn how to talk and walk all over again, I amaze my doctors at how well I have done but as long as this is a wishing list, I do wish I could use my right hand again and have feeling on the right side again.

    And I wish I could have lots of kitties but they would have to be toilet trained so there would be no litter boxes!

  980. My wish is for each and every one of us to feel our worth and know our beauty.
    And yeah… reading all day would be wonderful too 🙂

  981. I wish I’d discovered ballet prior to middle age. Class is killing me, albeit slowly, and surrounded by dedication, talent and grace.

  984. Usually, when thinking about the genie wishes, I wish for a TARDIS. But my little 4-month-old hamster died yesterday of a mysterious sudden illness, and right now I would wish that he hadn’t got sick and was still his sweet little alive self.

    I wish that life didn’t depend on death — that all life didn’t have to consume other once-living things to continue. You know how you’ll go to an event with like-minded, talented people (for me it’s science-fiction conventions, but it could be a concert or a political rally or a ball game or whatever you’re into), and you come away energized, with new ideas and new determination to implement them? I wish energy and the universe really worked like that. That instead of death, life thrived on life — that the more energy we used, and shared with others, the more was created and became available. That instead of a small planet with finite resources in a vast, cold, and deadly universe, that we could fill that infinite universe with life and love and light just by being good to one another. That’s what I wish.

  985. I Wish I Didn’t Feel Invisible

    I Wish I Felt Wanted

    I Wish My Parents Had Loved Me

  987. I wish my dad were still here. and that we understood his disease better. and to know whether or not I will get it or another autoimmune disease similar to his.

  988. I wish I could see my son.
    To hold him, tell him I love him, tell him his paternal family miss him.
    Tell him that, sadly, parents don’t always tell the truth.
    To remind him of the good times we had, before the parental alienation began.
    To tell him that we will always love him and always be here for him.
    Love you and miss you, Ben.

  990. I wish the second half of my life wasn’t starting out even more difficult than the first. I’d wish for even just a little bit of peace.

  991. i wish everyone’s wishes were happier, that their pain and strife was less so that they could look past the huge painful things in their lives and see beauty and happiness, and id wish for humor in every terrible situation that there was something that would release tension and make people laugh

  992. I wish I knew what a subjunctive is. But mostly I wish I had known you and the remarkable people here a long time ago so that depression & c. would have been less lonely. I do love you!

  993. I wish I hadn’t had to put my cat down last Tuesday. I miss her terribly.

  994. I wish that there weren’t so many people being miserable.
    I wish that all the [insert many, and varied, opprobrious epithetical adjectives, here] jackwagons that made sexist, obscene, crude, disgusting, etc., comments regarding the non-blonde female Wimbledon Champion, could go back to before they were born and choose different parents who would raise them to be kinder, and to NOT be d*uchebags.
    I wish for everyone to be trustworthy.
    I wish, I wish, I wish….
    Yup. LOTS of horses.

  996. I wish I could wake up well rested, without pain and stiffness. A wish for a million dollars could be substituted, since then I could buy the insurance to pay a doctor to fix the pain.

  997. I wish…
    …… That I could be about 100 pounds lighter.
    …… That I didn’t constantly struggle with arthritis pain, thyroid issues, depression, and other health problems.
    …… That I could know for sure that my kids will be ok in the future, that they will find love, and good jobs.
    …… That my DH had a full time job. I’m glad he’s at least got something part-time, but he really needs full-time, for his own self-esteem & peace mind, not to mention the money.
    …… That my home wasn’t underwater (mortgage-wise)
    …… That my country wasn’t headed down the shitter in free-fall mode.
    …… That everyone valued life. All life. Except bugs & snakes, and possibly scorpions. Those fuckers can die, now.

  999. I wish I was a lot less anxious and more able to see new things as an opportunity for adventure and joy instead of pain and loss.

    I wish I believe that I’m really worth something and my opinions, wants and needs matter.

    I wish I didn’t fear failing at everything.

    I wish we had our own house and enough money to not worry about buying myself things.

  1001. I wish I was as outgoing as people think I am.
    I wish I didn’t have RA that is not responding to drug therapy. I am only 40. And I’m bitter.
    I wish my husband wasn’t angry about my being on disability and not working.
    I wish I could physically do all the cool things with my kids I always planned to do.
    I wish I wasn’t scared to death that my husbands midlife crisis is leading him into the arms of another woman.
    I wish depression could be fixed with chocolate cake.

  1002. I’d wish for the ability to grant wishes so everyone who posts here could get his or her wish! And I’d also grant a wish for myself to be able to watch Buffy again like I’d never seen it before.

  1004. I wish my mother knew what it felt like to go through a day without pain again.

  1005. I wish I could get pregnant – and if I’m not going to get pregnant, I wish I could figure out how to accept that.

  1006. I wish I had enough time every day to do the things I really want to do. Things that interest me and make me happy too often fall by the wayside in favor of things that have to be done, obligations that have to be fulfilled, and the daily minutiae of life.

  1009. I wish that I could write. I would like to think I have too many ideas and no talent.
    I wish I had direction in my life…. I wish I knew my special purpose. I wish I didn’t spend all my time comparing myself to others. I wish that I had a sign. I wish I wasn’t so paranoid…..

  1010. I wish I could lose weight and still eat all the things.
    I wish I enjoyed exercise.
    I wish I didn’t have to work.
    I wish I could be happier.
    I wish I could retire with enough money not to stress.
    And while we’re at it, I might as well wish for a little sexy time with Keanu Reeves.

  1011. I wish I could find a way to stay home with my kids. I keep crossing my fingers and wishing really hard to win the lottery, but it turns out you probably have to buy tickets (OK, I do sometimes. Just not that often.)

    Barring that, I wish I didn’t totally hate my job.

  1013. I wish I could cure my 5 y.o.’s diabetes.
    I wish I had the results of my 3 y.o.’s blood test.
    I wish our tenants would buy the damn house after five years, so we can finally move on with our lives.
    I wish my father cared as much about his health as his family does.
    I wish I knew where to begin to build something for myself in life.

  1015. I wish we had a house. (I feel selfish wishing since we have a roof over our head)
    I wish I qualified for FMLA maternity leave.
    I wish I could get a promotion so I could put our children in better schools.
    I wish I could be better. Person, wife, mother, employee, boss.

    But mostly… I wish I wasn’t broken

  1016. I wish my book was done. And published. And I was getting some nice income for it to pay the mortgage. So that I could stay home and write more.

  1017. I wish he would quit calling me a fucking bitch.
    I wish he would love my daughter as much as he loves our son.
    I wish for all the damn hurt in the world to just go away. Hurt, you’re stupid. No one likes you.
    I wish this divorce is settled nicer than it began.

  1018. I wish racism would just go away. Black against white, white against black, enough already

  1020. I wish that society would make a switch from “profits are everything” to “taking care of each other is everything”.
    I wish the train hadn’t exploded in Lac-Mégantic.
    I wish that I could forget everything bad that has ever happened to me.
    I wish that God would take my Jemma swimming because that’s what I promised her when she was on the vet’s table that last day.
    I wish I had more energy to do things that make me happier.
    I wish I could be good at one thing, preferably something useful.
    And I wish that everybody who feels lonely ever not only gets what my husband and I have together, but appreciates it, because without appreciation, they’d never fully realize how lucky and rare something like this is.

  1021. I wish I get to be with the woman I love for all my life and that I’ll make her the happiest she can be.

    I also wish for a crap ton of money because if I can’t get the first one, I can at least make her and me comfortable (yes, and the beagle too).

  1023. I wish I were better at making decisions.

    I wish could spell decisions correctly on the first try.

  1024. I wish I didn’t have Crohns and all the fun accompaniments (did you know it can cause joint pain! Wee!)
    I wish my house was clean and we had no debt.
    I wish I could meet Toby Whithouse and be friends with him.

  1026. I wish I was stronger.

    I wish I wasn’t so afraid.

    I wish I was the person I present to the world, not the terrified child I am inside.

    I wish I was happy.

    I wish I could sleep.

    I wish I was good enough.

    I wish I was braver.

    I wish I didn’t hurt inside.

    I wish my smiles weren’t fake.

    I wish I was okay.

    But, above all, I thank the stars I have this group as my tribe. It makes not having my wishes come true bearable.

  1027. I wish I didn’t have these super annoying redneck neighbors, who sit on their porch and smoke and say fuck loudly, as in “time to go pick up those fucking kids.”
    Maybe I should wish for less anger in the world.

  1029. i wish i could get my sex drive back. for me, for my sweet and patient husband, and for us.

  1030. I wish my house was paid off so I could spend more time with my kids and less time worrying about money.

  1032. I would honestly be really happy with a job and a car. Stability. Does stability count as a decent wish?
    Or the castle from Beauty and the Beast with the giant library. That would also work.

  1033. …that my daughter would unfreeze and start to move forward with her life, for her sake and that of her daughter (my grandbaby).

  1034. I was going to wish for something(s) but after reading a portion of everyone else’s wishes, some of which made me smile and some of which made me cry, I wish for all of these wonderful people’s wishes to come true!!! BTW I love your Blog 🙂

  1036. I wish I had a normal relationship with food.
    I wish I could learn to love myself more.
    I wish I could let myself be vulnerable and brave and fearless.
    I wish I could feel less shame.
    I wish I could be less hard on myself.

  1037. I wish for a lot of things.

    I wish I didn’t feel so alone.
    I wish I could trust my husband more. And, he’s never even done anything to break it…I just have so many issues.
    I wish I was a better mom.
    I wish my kids would listen to me more often.
    I wish we weren’t just scraping by.
    I wish we didn’t have to move twice this year.
    I wish my brother in law and his wife would just stop getting on our cases all the time.
    I wish my mom would either start being a mom or get the hell out of my life. I’m sick of her and her family drama.
    I wish I was skinny and had self confidence.
    I wish I had a talent instead of being a nobody.
    I wish I was prettier.
    I wish my husband would realize that I think I desperately need help.
    I wish everything was better.
    I wish that I had an air conditioner because the heat makes me miserable which makes me angry which then turns into sadness and then I feel like I’m falling apart and the world hates me and there’s nobody out there who even wants to listen or understands what I’m going through.
    I really really wish I had a Big Mac and money right now.
    I also really wish that The Doctor was real because at this point I’m so ready to just fly away from here and save the world from Aliens or get killed in the process or something because I’m not very fast or a quick thinker.

    I also REALLY REALLY wish that my GED results will come in today because I’m tired of waiting.

    And, I’m really sorry this is so long.

  1038. I wish I had my son. It’s been 9 years and I’ve missed so very much. I wish I knew where he was. I wish Parental Alienation didn’t exist. I wish I could have been there for his first day of school. I wish I could have been there when he lost his first tooth. I wish I could have been there for his first soccer game. I wish I could be there for his first date. I wish he could know that no matter what he’s been told by the other half of his family, that I love him and have always loved him. I wish he knew how much I want him in my life. I wish he understood how much the other half of his family has lied to him. I wish he would pick up the phone and call me. I wish he could just pick up the phone and call me. I wish I knew where he was so that I could pick up the phone and call him. I wish nothing bad happens to him. I wish he could know he has 2 baby sisters who love him, even though they have never met him. I wish….

    Dear Lori H #737, I wish your wish for you too.

  1039. I wish that I did not have to go to the vet in half an hour and watch my sweet and much-loved cat Ebony be euthanized.

  1040. I wish someone would buy our house so we can buy the house that we want because it is in Hubby’s hometown. I also wish I wouldn’t feel so anxious about ridiculous crap that I can’t change. Like not being able to sell our house. I also wish I didn’t feel so all alone with it all. I also wish that my friend of 13 years hadn’t yelled at me at work today. I wish things like that don’t hurt so bad. Ok, I think I exceeded my wishes :-/ can I at least have the house wish?

  1041. I wish my dad’s cancer hadn’t come back. I wish the chemo didn’t make him miserable. (Selfishly) I wish I wasn’t scared all the time about losing him so young.

  1042. I wish I had a ton of energy.
    I wish science would give me a way to live in a healthy body for WAY longer than a century.
    I wish I could feel more content with what I have (see what I did there?)

  1043. I wish my best friend didn’t have breast cancer. I wish being her best friend were easier right now.

  1044. I wish with every fiber of my being that my 12 year old daughter didn’t struggle with self-harm.

  1045. I wish I could hang out with everyone here because I think you would be my ‘peeps’.
    I wish I remembered what it feels like to be happy.
    I wish my sons Aspergers hadnt robbed me of friends, family, job, social life & my husband.
    I wish I didnt like sweets so much.
    I wish I could move to San Antonio TX and work as a waitress in an old fashioned diner that serves pie to truckers.
    Most of all, I wish I could meet you in person,Jenny Lawson, and thank you for making my life just a little more bearable.

  1048. I wish I could find the talkative, nice, guy at work a woman that likes to listen, so that eventually he will get laid and not come to work with a bomb strapped to himself and blow us all up one day. It’s the little things…

  1050. I wish I hadn’t lost my decent job 3.5 years ago, so I wouldn’t have lost my house or my health. Also so I could get my knee fixed and visit my grandmother. Money doesn’t solve everything, but it would help a lot.

  1051. I wish all of you guys’ wishes would come true, because I really don’t have much to complain about. But I do wish my grad class was less boring (and my teacher was less sucky).

  1052. I wish I could express myself with less F-Bombs. My 12-year old is picking up some bad habits.

  1053. I wish I liked myself.
    I wish I felt attached to the baby growing in me but I fear the trauma of infertility and the treatments have scarred me emotionally for life.

    I wish I could eat peanut butter chocolate ice cream everyday and not gain an ounce.

  1054. I’m copying Becky (comment #181) because my most frequent wish is the same: “I wish I had a Star Trek style transporter. My family and friends are so scattered, and travel is so expensive, I wind up feeling like little pieces of my heart are scattered all over the world.”

  1055. That I was on the beach, like I was supposed to be, instead of Bruno cooped up in the house, like I have been for the past 3 months.

  1056. I wish I wasn’t dealing with the anger (oh, so much anger), pain, loss, fear & abandonment after leaving a DV situation.

    I wish my dad would wake up & smell the coffee–that his mother is crazy; that she’s been crazy since she was born & the fact that she refuses to go to a psychologist or neurologist since her behavior’s been magnified & nobody will make her just makes it all worse.

    I wish I had my sense of security & trust back. It’s been shattered. (I had a panic attack last night after my first day back to work because the bus ran late & I had no way of getting home if it didn’t show.) I don’t know how to get them back.

    I wish I had a better family. I wish they’d display a little more understanding when I lash out over something they say/do; that it’s got nothing to do with them, but rather it’s a flashback over what’s happened.

    I wish I had a network of friends, like my best friend does. He’s been the only constant in my life…but he’s been pulling away since he’s started living with his girlfriend.

    I wish I could go back to my therapist. But since I moved, we’re now in different states.

    I wish I had stability–job, financial, personal–& that I could stop living in fear that the people I’m living with now won’t one day want me out of their home. (I haven’t done anything to warrant it, but I’ve lived in fear so long that I don’t know what it’s like to feel normal again.)

    I wish I had a home. A place nobody could take away from me.

    Most of all, I wish I had my baby cat back. (She’s living with a foster until I can get back on my feet.)

    I wish nobody would ever go through this kind of pain.

  1058. I wish I’ll get the job I applied/interviewed for, which would be two and a half times my current salary!
    Also, I wish I were friends with Jenny Lawson because (clears throat), I think we’d laugh so hard … I expect we’d pee a little.

  1059. I wish I had a job paying enough to live on.
    I wish I was happier.
    I wish I wasn’t alone.
    I wish I knew where this path is leading me.

  1060. Powerball, but only to take care of my friends and what little family I have left. And Mastiff rescue.

  1061. Honestly? I wish I had more income. Super selfish of me, I know. I think even more than that I wish I had some awesome, creative career that consequently was paying well and making me feel like a confident bad ass.

  1062. I will be (after years and years of hoping and planing and failing) moving to California in September, with my big nerdy brother to help me.
    Now that this dream is finally coming true, my biggest wish is to not fail, and to not disappoint. I don’t need to “make it” in the sense of being famous or rich. I just need to “make it” in such that if I were to move back home, it would be by choice, and not because I have no other options.
    I wish that I don’t make my brother regret giving me a place to live.

    On a lighter note, I also wish that I might learn how to surf without making a total ass of myself

  1063. I wish we had enough money to both pay for rent and food and the occasional night out.
    I wish that my other half’s dreams all come true. He deserves it so much.
    I wish I could shake my dependency on Coke Zero.
    I wish I was fit enough to dance again.
    I wish I could write all the stories I have in my head. Write that novel I keep saying I’ll write.
    I wish I could be as bad-ass as I am in my head. As wild, free and creative as I want to be.
    I wish I could meet you, Jenny. My inspiration.

    xxx

  1064. I wish I wasn’t so scared to find a different job and I wish I could give my husband a child of his own.

  1065. I wish for fluffy cats…. just enough to complete a Von Trapping Photo op on my stair case and I wish that they don’t shed, and I wish that everyone loved cats as much as I do, then the world would be filled with fluffy cats

  1066. I wish I had enough money to pay off all the bills and still be able to help pay for my daughters college.

  1067. I wish I could find a job!! (alternatively, I wish I could find a way to get paid to read and/or play on the internet all day!)

  1068. I wish my son didn’t have Asperger’s. It’s already a rough world, and this isn’t helping.
    I wish I had a job, preferably one that paid me what I’m worth.
    I wish I were physically stronger, so I didn’t have to depend on my husband for anything.
    I wish the people in my life cared as much as I do.
    I wish I had the courage to post this under my own name.
    I wish I didn’t hold grudges like my mom and argue like my grandma.

  1069. I wish rents in my city were reasonable.
    I wish I got less angry at work.
    I wish I was more decisive.
    I wish I could be content.
    I wish The Kids in the Hall never went off the air.

  1071. I wish my computer hadn’t submitted my comment when the only word in there was I.

    I wish I could stop thinking about the guy I’ve only been seeing for a week and wondering why he hasn’t answered my text I sent this morning. I wish I could stop obsessing over it and wondering if he doesn’t like me and why it matters so much. I wish I could stop checking my phone every 5 minutes.

    I wish that years of therapy had helped me get past this point.

  1073. I wish we could afford to buy a flat so we weren’t stuck renting living in a building with a chronic alcoholic our people who didn’t care about where and how they live.

  1074. Two more…
    I wish my brother could get over whatever made him stop talking to me 22 years ago.
    I wish my dad would take better care of himself because he’s the only family I have left.

  1075. I wish the exact right job in the exact right location would just fall into my lap.

    OK. You all can stop laughing now.

  1076. I wish I didn’t feel like I failed at cancer. (I survived, but I feel like I somehow did it wrong and am now just living in a daze)
    I wish I could be easier on myself. (re: see above)
    I wish I could leave him.
    I wish I could find my “forever someone” because I know it is not him.

  1078. I wish I knew how to make my marriage work or at least how to leave without destorying so many lives in the process. I wish I wasn’t so selfish.

  1079. I wish for everyone’s wishes to come true
    I wish infertility did not exist (I saw that earlier, but wanted to reiterate)
    I wish life would stop being so difficult for my husband and me
    I wish……

  1081. I wish my husband were not an alcoholic.
    And I wish I could grant happiness and peace and acceptance and courage to the many who have wished for it here.

  1082. I wish I had had more time with my Dad. He died when I was 19 and 46 years later I still am utterly heartbroken.

  1084. I wish my husband hadn’t died at age 38. I wish I didn’t watch him die knowing I couldn’t save him. I wish I never had to tell my 6 year old son and my 11 year old daughter their dad died while they were sleeping. I wish I never had to tell my MIL her only son was dead. I wish dh and I could grow old together. I also wish all parents would buy life insurance.

  1085. I wish the @marjorie in comments #3 and #11 will find the courage and strength to get out of the marriage because both she and her husband deserve to be happy. I made that excruciating decision 10 months ago and I know it was the right thing to do… despite the sorrow I feel. It was the only way things could get better.

  1086. I wish I could win the lottery. My car is falling aprt and I want to pay off my mom’s house and go back to school. A small lottery would suffice. Don’t want to be too greedy.

  1087. laura #134 – I’m making blueberry pancakes for dinner. I wish you could come over and share them with us.

    I wish everyone was as blessed as I am right now. Life isn’t perfect but it’s really good right now.

  1088. I wish I had a job in a different sector, one not in financial services but doing the same thing I do in my current job.

    And I wish my husband has a good trip to the US and comes back safely to me on Saturday because I truly won’t be able to live without him.

  1089. I wish I didn’t feel so weird in public that I end up pacing back and forth so I don’t look like I’m lonely and spazzing out. And that I wouldn’t realize while pacing that that probably looks way crazier than just standing still. Which then makes me spazzier and the cycle continues.

  1091. We find many excuses to make wishes. Birthday cakes, pennies in wells, shooting stars, blowing an eyelash, or happening to catch the clock showing 11:11. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always made the same wish.

    My wish? Happiness. Every time I’m tempted to wish for something specifically I think, “But if I’m happy I have that or I don’t need it.” So there you go, the ‘foolproof’ wish that my young self thought up.

  1092. I wish my baby would grace us with her presence already! Totally I over being pregnant right now!

  1094. I wish I could sit and read comments all day and say a prayer for every one of you to get your wish…

    I wish I wasn’t in pain every day from rheumatoid arthritis so that I could be the mother and wife I know that I truly am…

    I wish that I was a little less sad…

    I wish that I spent more time in church and practicing being the person I want to be…

    I wish I wasn’t in medical debt up to my eyeballs…

    I wish that my only child, a beautiful 5 year old full of hope and optimism, will never have that hope and optimism crushed by the reality of the real work like I did…

    I wish that my husband could reach deep down and find the love and admiration he once had for me…

    I wish that I could do the same for him…

    I wish that I could fix all the mistakes I’ve made and have another chance….

  1095. I wish I had someone to take care of me, not all the time, but to be able to say “let me take the reins for a while.”
    I wish I didn’t have to work so hard to get anywhere in life.
    I wish I didn’t have a mother who tuned out once I was born and let me take care of myself.
    I wish my husband would grow up and cut the apron strings that tie him to his mother.
    I wish I had been more selective in who I married, and not just the first guy who was okay with me being chubby and weird.
    I wish my friends made more of an effort to get together, at least as equal as to the effort I put into my friendship with them.

  1096. I wish I told him how I felt about the things that happened in our childhood before he died. I wish I had told him that I never forgot. Most of all I wish he had said, “I’m sorry.”

  1097. 1) I wish the biological parents of my four children hadn’t screwed them up as badly as they did through their meth and alcohol abuse.
    b) I wish I had $160,000.
    iii) I wish we were in Disney World right now.

  1099. I wish I was brave like marjorie and could admit that my husband isn’t the one for me.

  1100. I wish there was an instant, complete, permanent side-effect free cure for depression so I will never feel that kind of sad again. Ever.

  1101. I wish I were going into my semester before graduation actually liking the people I go to school with. I wish I didn’t dread interacting with these people. It is the only thing I don’t look forward to; bring on the education part.

  1102. I wish I had a more fulfilling job.

    I wish my MS and depression didn’t sap so much of my energy.

  1103. I wish I were the type of person who doesn’t over-think these kinds of questions to the point of paralysis!
    I wish for my family to be whole and happy.
    I wish I were brave enough to post my wishes… well, okay.

  1104. I wish for more certainty, but I am also very skeptical of certainty, so I am not sure I’d actually wish for it. This sounds like I’m trying to be clever, but it’s actually true!

  1106. I wish I hadn’t compromised in my life and my relationships. I wish for personal fulfillment. I wish for the opportunity and tools to reach my complete potential.
    I wish I had had another child. I wish I was in a relationship with someone who wanted to have a child with me.
    I wish a long life, health and happiness for my grown son.
    I wish my nephews never had MD. I wish my nephew didn’t die at 16.
    I wish the world was a better, kinder, more forgiving place.

  1107. I wish for more seasons of Firefly. I wish for a mini cooper convertible (preferably blue with white stripes on the hood… I’d call it the Tardis). I wish for school to start because the kids are going crazy.

    I wish for Nathan Fillion to take a picture with a ball of twine.

    And I totally wish for a Porshe 911 because ever since my dad bought a Cayman, I totally get the whole Porshe thing now.

    Mine are totally selfish wishes, I get that. But I’m pretty happy and can’t think of anything else to wish for but selfish stuff.

  1109. I wish for my children to live the kinds of lives where they make a lot of mistakes and become stronger for it, but not the kinds or mistakes that hurt them irreparably or make them afraid tomake mmistakes.

  1110. I wish I paid attention in grammar class. I think you need to substitute was for were.

  1112. I have a horse~~ I always wished for one
    sooooooo…..that Wish Came True!~
    I wish that I would have known that the
    whole July deal was just a lie
    then I would NOT care ~
    not one bit……..nope~ not one bit!!
    I could be like Pierre & just say ” I DO NOT CARE”
    alas it is all
    beeeeeeeeeeeeeeecause
    the LIE makes me angry & then the madness /sadness is suddenly
    about all the other words that came beeeefore beeeecause they were also lies.
    so ………I wish
    that
    I
    knew
    July
    was
    a
    lie
    ps………………………..I put your book on my facebook status line !!~~ I’ve never done the entirety of that
    “feeling” facebook happy sad facedeal ……….
    I checked “reading” out of curiousity after my little john irving post & then it let me show off your book title
    so I clicked & voila ~ !! there you were ( I am really loving your book)
    now then the wish……..
    I wish I knew
    JULY
    YOU
    WERE going to become
    A
    LIE
    I WISH
    I didn’t have to know that ~ now I will be like the Lui in Hiroshima Mon Amour when he is enraged at elle
    & says
    “YOU SAW NOTHING in HIROSHIMA” all dramatic & angry in black & white
    but I will be speaking French ! I want to be as angry as he is ~~& then maybe August will hurry & get here………..okaybye………….

  1113. I wish I hadn’t fallen in love with a psychopath 8 years ago who slowly, methodically destroyed my happiness, isolated me from my friends, and made me question everything about myself until I was nothing but a scared, empty shell of who I really am. I’m doing great now, he moved on to other victims and is still acting out his same predictable pattern again and again, and he is still the same small, pathetic, delusional piece of crap he always was. I only wish I hadn’t lost those years.

    I would say I wish he would get better, but I don’t think he can. If I can’t have either of those wishes, then I wish he’d just get sucked out the open window of an airplane.

  1114. I wish for my daughters health and school was easier for her, she is healthy but I am an anxious mess who is probably rubbing off on her.
    I wish I had the time to read every one of the comments above.
    I wish my 11yr old daughter and my husband got along better. Hes too strict and shes too pre-teen..
    I wish I didn’t have anxiety and that I could be like the rest of the “normal’s”
    I wish people understood that when you have anxiety you are not crazy or a druggie who just wants xanex… I wish people didnt hurt people and I wasnt so anxious for my daughter to leave the house even for school..
    I wish my we all made better choices.
    I wish my husband understood I needed more attention then the dogs.
    I wish I was a companion and that The Doctor would take me away for a bit.
    I wish I had magic hands that when people were sick I could high-five them better.

    High-Five everyone….

  1115. I wish I was happy with everything I have right now at this minute and not worry about what could be lost.

  1117. I used to think the expression was “If wishes were horses, pigs would fly.”

    It still makes sense to me. I dunno why. I also introduced the kids today to “Secret Agent Man” which I informed them I always thought was “Secret Asian Man.” Now they will know how weird I truly am.

  1118. I wish for my sisters happiness and health.
    I wish my grandmother was back.
    I wish my mother saw how beautiful she is through my eyes.

  1119. I wish I were better at making friends. I wish I weren’t so insecure, especially about whether people really like me – it would help with my first wish. I wish my best friend hadn’t moved so far away.

  1120. I wish my friend’s husband hadn’t died suddenly and unexpectedly, only days after the wedding.

    I wish I could get pregnant. I wish I had the money to try a treatment that would work.

    I wish my friend didn’t have cancer.

    I wish my dad had never gotten chicken pox, had a fever over 105, developed epilepsy, brain damage, memory loss, and become permanently disabled.

    I wish I could afford the training and tools I need to switch careers.

  1121. I wish I didn’t feel so useless all the time. (But I’m really thankful that I just got to share that wish and that so many people shared their wishes, too!)

  1125. I always wish for ponies whenever there is an appropriate wishing time, so if the backlog ever gets answered, boy am I in trouble.

    Maybe I should wish for a farm that was totally paid for in order to house all of my ponies. Or stable them. What have you.

    Also, I wish I could stay home and be creative all the time instead of doing pesky things like work.

  1126. I wish to be younger, thin, and beautiful.

    I wish that wasn’t what I wish.

  1127. Oh, my. I could only get about 1/3 of the way through these comments – they’re breaking my heart. I wish so many people didn’t have to live in so much pain. I wish you knew that people who don’t know you still care. Also, I too wish that the TX Leg wasn’t full of a slew of asshats.

  1129. Either significantly more or significantly less sense-making in my life.

  1130. I wish the pregnancy test I took yesterday was positive. Infertility sucks.

  1131. I wish my mom could own up to all the ways she abused me as a child. I wish my dad would acknowledge his failure to protect me and my siblings from her craziness. I wish they would quit making it my fault for their behavior, and I wish they would quit making it my responsibility to save them from the shitty life situation they’ve created for themselves. I wish I could stop feeling guilty for finally refusing to be their fucking scapegoat, slave, and savior. And if they can’t do that, then I wish I could just be free of them.

    And I really wish I could deal with all my anger and depression in a way that didn’t harm my own kids or my body, because I wish most of all that I will end up being nothing like my mother.

  1133. I wish for job stability and a salary to support us that mean I wouldn’t have to look at my checking account after every bill paying session to see $32.68 remaining.

    I wish to be about 20 pounds lighter.

    I wish I could always “think positively” and “manifest my destiny” without thinking “This is a load of shit.”

    I wish I lived closer to you.

    I wish all the single, struggling Mamas in the world could gather together, pool our resources, support each other (financially, physically, emotionally and spiritually) and take over this planet.

    But, as my Grandmother used to say, “And, if bullfrogs had wings, they wouldn’t bump their butts.”

  1134. I wish there was a cure for ovarian cancer.
    I wish I didn’t have an incisional hernia.
    I wish I were brave enough to start a support group in my hometown for ovarian cancer survivors so I wouldn’t feel so alone.

  1135. I wish I were passionate about something, anything. I have a good life, great friends, many interests, wonderful cats — but whenever someone tells me to “follow my passion” or anything similar, I am left mostly puzzled and feeling empty.

  1137. All I wish is to win the lottery so I won’t have to worry about having a place to live anymore.

  1139. I wish that I could go home. I really miss my fiancee. (getting kicked out of a country is no fun at all)

  1140. I wish I could eat anything I wanted without consequences.

    I wish I could always say the “right” thing.

    I wish I was my legs were three inches longer.

  1141. I wish that I had spent more of my life enjoying what I had instead of wishing for other things. No, no, no, I am not knocking anybody else’s wishes, many of which are totally awe inspiring. I am in my sixties and I (not anybody else) spent too much time wishing instead of living.
    I no longer wish to be outgoing and more comfortable with crowds. I am an introvert, which is not OK, but awesome. It took me years to realize that my marriage could be as awesome as I wanted it to be. (I was lucky enough not to have married an insensitive jerk, just another fallible person like me.)
    I have an adult daughter who no longer is in contact with any member of our family. I am lucky that she is alive and we did have many good years with her in our lives.
    I wish that I had learned many years ago that the person who won the lottery and the person who became a paraplegic are equally happy six months later.
    I have lost many that I loved but damn I did love them and that was awesome.
    I am in awe of those of you who deal with MS and autism and jerks and all the rest of it. I wish you all the support and love that you so totally deserve so very much.

  1142. I wish I had enough focus to do the things I want to do without having to bludgeon myself.

    I also wish I lived above a bar.

    I also wish I had enough fiscal freedom to drink in said bar on a semi-regular basis.

    I further wish Barney was my bro.

  1143. I wish for more time. Maybe I could time travel back, and do it all again?

    And a letter that states “Deapest apologies for the oversight, your letter was lost 28 years ago. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.”

  1144. I wish I was Wolverine (from X-Men). ‘Cause he can make claws spring from his hands, has superhuman abilities and is really tough to kill. I could have so much fun with those abilities!

  1146. I wish I could find a job I enjoy doing.
    I wish I could find someone to love.
    I wish I could be a stronger person.

  1147. I wish we didn’t need money all the time… because that stands in the way of pursuing so many dreams. I wish I had a job that I loved and I wish I could do what I love rather that doing it to survive and put a roof over our heads.

  1148. I wish I lived next door to Jenny & Victor so we could hang out.

    I wish I weren’t so afraid of trying to have a child. I think I would like to have one.

    I wish my boyfriend will find a job after not having his contract renewed by his school for this Fall. I hate to see him struggling.

    Often I wish I had never married my ex, but then I realize that if I hadn’t gone through what I went through when I was married to someone with his mental issues, I wouldn’t be who I am today and that makes me grateful that I married him. I think going through so much so young made me more compassionate, considerate and loving plus getting myself out of the situation made me remember how strong I am and can be.

    I wish everyone on this comment section could get their wishes granted because you all are awesome and beautiful and you deserve it, plus each wish would come with a unicorn.

    I wish I were in Disney World right now…except in weather that is not Florida in summer weather…..

  1149. I wish you held a coffee get together and Valerie Woodward & I could come to meet you…sit & chat & drink coffee. THAT WOULD BE AMAZING!!!! (I could bring your book that I bought & have you sign it) =D

  1151. I wish my coworkers would not take our company’s Annual Holiday Decorating Contest so seriously.
    It just ruins the whole thing.

  1152. I wish I actually had the confidence that I present to the rest of the world.
    I wish I didn’t lose my temper with my children.
    I wish my husband would say sweet things to me more often than just my birthday and our anniversary.
    I wish this belly fat would disappear, or that belly fat would come into style.
    I wish everyone had it as good as me, because really, I’ve got it pretty good if I only have to wish for these few things.

  1153. I wish I could go back and unmake the decision that has hurt people I love and destroyed a friendship.

  1154. I wish my blood pressure would go down. I wish I hadn’t had to go off the antidepressants to try and bring the blood pressure down. I wish I could still eat cheese. I wish I had not had a seizure last Monday because it was scary. I wish my 13 yo son hadn’t stolen that money out of my purse last night causing a big scene today when I demanded its return. I wish all of my children were not going to Brazil on Thursday with their father and his girlfriend. (I don’t begrudge them the trip, just that they’ll all be together without me.) I wish my house, which I’m having to sell, will actually bring in a profit. I wish I was less afraid, too.
    [Reading these comments actually made me feel better than I did earlier because it reminds me that we all have struggles and we’re not alone. Thank you Jenny for starting the conversation.]

  1155. I wish I had my brother back.

    I know I can’t have that – so I wish for someone to discover better treatments for cancer.

  1156. I wish I didn’t have to sleep because then I could be so much more productive. Like spending oodles more time with my kids, making other people laugh and feel good about themselves, and finding a cure for cancer.

  1157. I wish I could find a full time permanent job so I wouldn’t have to worry about how I’m going to support my family.

  1158. I wish my wife truly cared about me.

    I wish I would stop using that as an excuse.

  1159. I wish that Jenny Lawson would hurry up and publish another book because it is selfish of her to make us all wait so long. 😀
    I wish I were as pithy and witty in person as I am when I communicate through digital means. No, not sign language, thank you. Also, it would be super neato keen to have a basquillion dollars. Just sayin’

  1160. I wish I felt more confident in my abilities as a mother, and I wish I could look ahead to see if what I’m doing is screwing her up for life or if she turns into a kind, functional, smart, sassy adult like I want her to. She’s only 8 months old, and I have spent almost every day of those 8 months feeling inadequate and unable to fix it.

  1161. I wish I could find a full time permanent job so I wouldn’t have to worry about how I’m going to support my family.

  1163. I also wish… I wish everyone knew there was a community like this out there in the world. It would do a lot of folks a lot of good to see how everyone struggles.

  1164. I wish I had the courage to really live my life and take chances instead of just biding time.
    I wish my sister and I were friends instead of being two strangers who happen to share a set of parents.
    I wish I could trust people more easily.

  1165. I wish I wasn’t so anxious. I wish the assault I suffered did not make that anxiety grow into something that steals joy from my life.
    I wish I was care-free and laid back and full of life.

    And I wish I wish I was little bit taller,
    I wish I was a baller
    I wish I had a girl who looked good
    I would call her…
    actually scratch that, I’m already quite tall.

  1168. No debt. I think it would be the most luxurious feeling in the world to now owe any money. Can you imagine not having a mortgate/rent/car/student loan/credit card payment every month? I think it would be heaven.

  1169. I wouldn’t wish for anything because everything terrible in my life has led me to this moment. I would wish that everyone was as happy as I am.

  1170. I wish I could stop crying.
    I wish I could make my depression disappear and for those who also suffer along with me.
    I wish I could look in the mirror and truthfully tell myself that I’m beautiful.
    I wish that I had a someone in my life who loved me just as much as I loved them.
    I wish I had health insurance.
    I wish I was smarter than my younger college classmates.
    I wish I could lose this weight and that my health problems didn’t cause it.
    I wish my health problems would disappear.
    I wish I had a family, my own home, and a good career.
    I wish I could start living my life instead of sitting here in my hole.
    I wish I could have a normal doughnut and a normal piece of pizza.
    I wish that everyone could be happy for one whole day.
    Ultimately, I wish for inner peace.

  1171. Haha, after posting my comment I read through and saw that I was not remotely the first to go with Skee-Lo’s I wish lyrics. 90’s kids in the house!

  1172. Love and romance. I am a nice guy (the real thing, not the ‘nice guy’ type of douche canoe*) with plenty of good friends of both genders (sorry hermaphrodites, don’t know any, and I don’t know how to classify you if I did) but I have had terrible luck since high school with romance and love. a couple of serious relationships that ended up falling through because of a mix of things, that just left me lonely and hurt for a while. Still, I want to try again, I want to find that person, that partner, friend, and all those other magical things.

    * Thanks to jenny for this term, it has now been added to my general vocabulary and used far too frequently

  1174. i wish for my health back so i can live and not just survive day to day

  1176. I wish debt really went away if you ignored it long enough.

    I wish I could go back to school.

    I wish I hadn’t fucked school up the first time.

  1177. I wish I knew how cool I was when I was younger.
    I wish I could run faster.
    I wish I had more faith in myself.
    I wish I knew what to do with my hair.
    I wish my verbal filter were slightly more developed.
    I wish I didn’t say fuck quite so often.

  1179. I wish for sex, money, a multi-week trip to Europe, and a custom-built home on several acres in Maine…

  1180. I wish for the courage to step out and do the things I know I can do to make the world a better place.

  1181. I wish my air conditioner worked.

    I wish I was working in my dream job.

    I wish I had enough money to move and/or take a vacation.

    I wish I felt more inspired right now.

  1182. I wish I could afford new boots. I wish I could afford to renew my museum membership even though they are now free. I wish it didn’t take so long to improve credit. I wish the 27th would get here faster because I’m excited about getting to go see Camper van Beethoven.

  1183. I wish my husband loved me the way I need to be loved.
    I wish I was a stronger role model for my daughters.
    I wish I can say how I really feel.
    I wish for a do-over.

  1185. I wish I could have met my dad before he was killed. I wish my mom didn’t die 3 years ago. Even at the age of 31 I feel like an orphan with no where to turn. I wish to know that I wasn’t fucking up my own children.

  1186. I wish I had a job. Doesn’t even have to be a job in my field or anything…just something so that my recently-retired parents don’t have to buy me food anymore.

  1187. I wish that I had the money to help my daughter pay for college so she doesn’t start life out in debt.

    I wish that my mother would find her self esteem and leave her mentally/verbally abusive husband.

    I wish that I didn’t have to fake my happiness.

    I wish that I wanted to be social instead of having to force myself.

    I wish that my husband and I hadn’t lost our jobs last year and even though we have found new ones, the months without work has screwed us finacially.

    I wish that I didn’t want a catastrophic event/accident to fall on me and end my life so my family could collect on my life insuraces and have easier lives.

  1188. I wish I married the first man I had sex with. By that I really mean that I wish I had saved “it” for my husband of 13 years.

  1189. I wish the world was a much better place now, in the past and in the future. Not just world peace (I DO read the rules!) because that’s not enough, but world love and no violence or hate or pain or suffering or sadness or disease or sickness. So, I guess what I’m saying is that I wish earth was more of a Utopian/Nirvana/Heaven-ish place to hang out for folks who are still alive.
    Or, I wish I had an unlimited supply of money so I could change a shit-load of circumstances in my life and some other lives that are important to me.
    I’m ok with either one of these…why yes, I AM a walking contradiction.

  1191. I wish there were no such thing as cancer,
    I wish my father had lived to see his awesome grandsons.
    I wish my sister had not lost her equally awesome husband.
    I wish I had enough money to live comfortably and take care of my family
    I wish I had a job.

  1194. Sooo many wishes …

    I wish my baby had lived so I could have held him in my arms.
    I wish my dog was with someone who could love and care for him the way he deserves.
    I wish I wasn’t afraid to leave my apartment every minute of every day.
    I wish I could find a way to be more productive and less of a drain on society.
    I wish it wasn’t so painstakingly hard to make it to my next birthday.
    I wish I knew if sticking this out was worth it in the end.
    I (sometimes) wish I had never heard Jenny say “Don’t Leave” … ugh.

    And last but not least, I wish for a visit from the magical money fairy. I don’t need a lot, but some would be nice.
    I don’t believe it necessarily buys happiness but it sure would improve the current state of things.

  1195. In no particular order:
    1) I wish pregnancy did not make me have to pee so often. 30 weeks in and I pee every 45 minutes. I’m going to have to move into a bathroom by the end of this gestation and do all work and social activities from there, and that’s just going to get awkward.
    2) I wish the 75 lb puppy beast at home would stop bolting from the house; there will be a day we can’t catch him or find him, and I will never completely forgive myself for not being able to protect him from his own impulses and keep him safe at home. It honestly makes me cry just thinking about it.
    3) I wish I could be a genie for my mom and swoop in and right some of the wrongs that have been done to her. Sure, she’s a little difficult, but I would be too if I’d had to go down some of the paths she’s walked. I wish I could give her a happy ending.
    4) I wish whoever had put up chair molding in the new baby nursery had never installed it, because painting around those things is a B***H.
    5) I wish the Republicans in the Texas House of Reps would get their heads together and acknowledge that women are smart enough to make their own choices, that we as a population do not all go by the exact same religious beliefs and we can’t impose them on one another, and that poor women are just as deserving and important as those who have more money and access to higher level medical care. I also wish I had a Sen. Wendy Davis action figure to give to little girls, including pink sneakers, because that woman is just a badass.

  1196. I wish that I could make wishes without thinking about The Monkey’s Paw, and then getting freaked out that my wishes would kill someone I love and then bring them back as a zombie.

  1197. I wish I could be who I was before two tragic (to me) accidents in April 2007. But after reading all these comments, I really just wish I could grant everyone’s wish! I’ll have to settle for sending positive thoughts, strength, and hugs to everyone. <3

    Oh, and I wish for perfect health for me and my husband so we can live forever just to see what happens in the future ;o)

  1198. I wish I was happier about my wonderfully smart and independent daughter leaving for college next month instead of feeling so sad that she is leaving our nest.

  1200. I would wish for a job teaching music. After I got my Master’s Degree, I was not rehired. Now no school district will hire me because I am too awesome. It’s really sad. I am THE best music teacher ever, LOVE kids and teaching, and no one will hire me.

  1201. I wish to get a house in Upper Greene Lane ASAP instead of this awful, dirty, shoddy junior enlisted house. Balfour Beatty is the devil. My husband finally makes chief, and this is the house they give us. And it’s keeping me from loving Rhode Island. Yes, it’s petty and selfish, but if I’m honest, that’s what I really wish for right now.

  1202. I wish I weren’t so tired. I’m about to teach college students for 7.5 hours straight, and I feel like I could fall over already.

  1203. Better communication with my husband. A life of passion and trust.

  1204. @#992 TehTimmeh – Hang in there it will happen. I met my current boyfriend a year and a half ago. he’s a great guy, sweet, caring, loving, romantic, funny and we completely get each other. All our stupid little jokes, our weird quirks, we just click. He’s been married twice and both times were failures, they were not very nice women. His previous girlfriend before me dumped him, which devastated him bc he thought she was his last chance at happiness.

    Oh and he “traded up” as he likes to call it when he met me. His last gf was older than him, very uncaring towards him and a bit cruel and frigid. I am 13 years younger than him and as he puts it “adorable, smart, funny and hot”. He makes me feel like the best girl in the world and I know he’s the best guy in the world.

    And I wish that for everyone in the world too, to find that person that just “gets” you, whether they be a lover, a friend etc.

  1205. i wish I was not in paing every single day.
    I ish I could run like the wind again.
    I wish my hildren would listen.

  1206. I wish I could get through these Math & Biology classes so I can graduate from college in December. These are the hardest classes I’ve ever taken & I’m really struggling.

  1207. The one I’ve loved since third grade – and who is NOT who I’ve been married to for 20 years…

  1210. I wish I had been a better daughter.
    I wish that I could be less shy.
    I wish that I could be less selfish.
    I wish that I could be brave, and write.

  1211. I wish i could get over myself and stop being my own worst enemy.

  1212. I wish that my dad hadn’t decided to drink and drive, leaving me and siblings without our father.
    I wish that my mother hadn’t spent his life insurance money like it was going to spoil, had gotten a job, and didn’t depend on my siblings to take care of her for the rest of her life-she’s only 55.
    I wish I could get pregnant.
    I wish it didn’t hurt so much to see all my friends, relatives and hell, even celebrities, pop out kids like it is nothing.

  1213. I wish that I could make my wife completely healthy and she could quit working like she wants to so that she doesn’t have to miss so much of our grandchildren growing up. And that she wouldn’t be battered by depression anymore. And that I could be a better listener to her instead of trying to find answers for her all the time when she just needs to talk. (OCD and anxiety suck when you are an analytic problem solver. Well, they suck in general, but they make communication difficult sometimes). And that I could find a way to let her know how valuable and special she is. I guess I just wish she could be happy and joyful all the time because it tears me up to see her battle depression because there isn’t anything I can do. So is that really a selfish wish for me?

  1214. I wish that I could see the humanity in people still.
    I wish I wasn’t so jaded.
    I wish I was never molested as a child.

  1215. I wish I was as awesome as my cats think I am.

    I also wish I didn’t have allergies so I wouldn’t have to take so many pills that I am darn near comatose all the time. In fact, if I weren’t so tired from pills I probably would be a little bit more awesome. Or at least I’d care a little bit. I’d put this wish first.

    I’d prefer no horses. Allergies ya know….

  1216. I wish I hadn’t put up such high walls around myself when my ex and I split up because I’m afraid it’s too late now to let anyone in.

  1218. I wish for the following:

    To find a place to live.
    To find a new job.
    To have a baby.
    To feel I have enough right now.

  1219. Jenny, I wish you had your wishes. I wish you really could grasp how much of a difference you make in this world.

  1220. i wish i hadn’t told the neighbors that I thought my brick/wrought iron mailbox (which had been unlodged and displaced to the middle of the street by a drunk driver the other night) was a piece of fallen satellite when I first looked out my window at 4am. especially after i told them i slept through the whole incident, which happened about 25′ from my bedroom window. which was open.

    i’m convinced they’re all convinced i’m crazy and on drugs now. maybe i just wish i weren’t paranoid about what they think of me. yeah, that’s it.

  1221. I wish I could be with the one I’ve loved and pined for for 30 years. I’ve been married to another for 20 years. I wish I could get a divorce without fucking up my kids.
    I wish for freedom from debt. I don’t want to be rich. Just having enough to cover the bills would be plenty. Medical bills from my son’s birth are killing us – but he LIVED.
    Mostly I wish I could have do-overs and not have so many regrets.

  1223. I wish I were more brave and bold. I wish I could have a chance, just anything, to get my business plans out there, to get the funds to start construction. I wish I could just have the same chance that men get, when they start their own businesses. I wish I could tell people who don’t think I’ll make it that they are WRONG and show them how I CAN MAKE IT.

    Also. I wish I had fifteen chocolate bars, because I’m seriously stressing today.

  1224. I wish my dog didn’t suffer from separation anxiety.
    I wish I had paid more attention in school.
    I wish I was a much more positive person.
    I wish Jenny Lawson could get her wishes.

  1225. I wish I could make life perfect for my son. The weird part is that if he saw this wish, he’d tell me everything’s great the way it is. I love that kid.

  1226. I have been fortunate enough to finally have the baby boy I’ve always wanted, but now I wish I didn’t have to work so I never have to miss a moment watching him grow up. He is just so precious and I’m dreading leaving him so I can keep a roof over our heads!

  1227. I wish the ill people I am taking care of would pass away, so I can get on with my life. They are not going to recover, and have little quality of life. In the meantime, years of mine are slipping away, while I get sicker.

  1229. I wish I could reach through the internet and hug all of you who need a hug right now. That is my wish for all of you. I wish I could get my husband to agree to a divorce, so I could finally be free, legally. I wish I had the energy to be a better mother to my son than I am right now. I wish I had financial stability, and a retirement fund.

  1230. I wish I was done with school and that my wedding would plan itself. Because its turning me into someone I don’t know. Someone who doesn’t care about anyone or anything. Including herself.

    I also wish I could live on carnita tacos and cupcakes and not gain weight.

  1231. I wish I was free to pursue my dream right now instead of having to wait.
    I wish it didn’t hurt so much that some of my husbands family is so cold to me.
    I wish I had a best girlfriend (don’t get me wrong, I have a loving husband, but I don’t have that close female bond with anyone right now – you know, the one to share your crazy with. I miss that).

  1232. But the selfish thing I wish for is travel, lots and lots of travel.

  1233. I wish I didn’t have to work. Or that I could work from home.

  1235. What I wished for wasn’t the thing I needed, but what I thought I needed. I am so glad I got something else I did NOT want instead, but really feared as the worst case scenario. Guess what, the worst case is actually the best thing to happen ever! I am talking about losing a family home (not to foreclosure … yet) which is a blessing indeed. Really.

  1236. After reading all these comments, I wish we could all belly up to the bar and have some great conversation.

  1238. I wish I had more time with my baby daughter. I had to go back to work and sometimes feel like she’s being raised by everyone but me. I know I am missing out on the important parts of her life–and I am so sad about it, but don’t have a choice.

  1239. I wish he loved me the way I love him
    I wish to be more myself all the time not just when I have coffee 🙂
    I wish I cared less sometimes and laughed more

  1240. I wish I was done with my chemo treatments.
    I wish I wasn’t tired or sick because of them.

    I also wish I was a baller.

  1241. I wish I was little bit taller,
    I wish I was a baller
    I wish I had a girl who looked good,I would call her
    I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a ’64 Impala

    Oh wait that’s Skee Lo, not me

    I wish I was more patient. I wish I communicated better. I wish when I missed a pill on my meds I didn’t feel like I was imploding.

    I wish I could find a way to let the stress, anxiety and anxiousness go buh by.
    I am, however, glad that my wife showed me this blog and many others so which support the theory I am not the only on weird or insane – just one of many.

  1242. I wish I loved somewhere that felt like home to me. I wish my daughter would never have been diagnosed with Leukemia (even though she is 4 years off treatment….still wish it wouldn’t have happened to her). I wish my son had not been blessed with the same anxiety that I have dealt with all my life. 🙁

  1243. I wish I could like my daughter as much as a love her. I love her to death, but her disabilities and her violent tantrums make her really hard to like most of the time.

  1244. I wish for all your wishes to come true.

    I wish life wasn’t so hard.

    I wish for contentment.

    I wish for a better world for my gorgeous daughter.

    I wish they find a cure for spinal injuries.

    I wish my husband would stop taking me for granted. I wish he was more motivated to take the initiative.

    I wish I didn’t feel invisible.

    I wish I didn’t worry about money all the time.

    I wish for more patience and less disappointment.

  1245. I wish I lived somewhere that felt like home to me. I wish my daughter had never been diagnosed with Leukemia, even though she has been off treatment for 4 years, I wish she had never had to go through it. I wish my son had not been blessed with the same miserable anxiety that I have. It breaks my heart to watch him have panic attacks, that I can’t fix for him.

  1246. Despite that HE messed up, and HE cheated on me, I wish he’d call me and tell me to come back home.

  1247. I wish I could quit my job and stay home and read and watch tv all day…..

  1248. It’s a little convoluted, but here goes:
    I wish that I won the grand prize from the contest on the Cheetos bag that I bought a couple weeks ago, because the prize was a trip to Universal Studios in Florida and that’s where the Harry Potter theme park is. If I won, I could bring my sister and brother-in-law with me because I know they want to see it too. And then I wish that the magic wands there actually worked and that I could wave one at my sister and make her migraines go away and wave one at brother-in-law and completely cure his terminal cancer. That would be awesome.

    I’d also wish for a working teleporter because I hate air travel.

  1249. I wish Allie Brosh was less depressed, so i could read Hyperbole and a Half more often.

  1250. I wish getting pregnant wasn’t such a challenge. For me, it’s impossible. And heartbreaking. And I hate my body for it. For my fiancée, it is possible and hopeful, but unbelievably expensive.

  1251. I wish we could move back home to be near our kids and grandkids. I wish we didn’t have to start over again with new jobs. Parents should not have to move away from their kid, even if they are grownup.

  1253. I wish I was happier and more content with my life.
    I wish I was more compassionate with myself and others.
    I wish I was more light hearted and fun.
    I wish I had energy to play with my kids.

  1254. I wish the person I think I am in my head more closely resembled the person that I actually am. Oh, and, I wish I had more drive to do all the things I have on my to-do list.

    By the way, congrats on knowing that the use of were instead of was is a subjective something. LOL.

  1255. I wish that my car would never break down and would have amzing fuel efficiency.
    I wish that I was more self-confident.
    I wish that I was better at “small talk”.
    I wish that my voice was more soft-spoken and that I would not have to make an effort to be more soft-spoken.
    I wish that Ben & Jerry’s pints were one serving and not the four serving that is listed on the container.

  1256. This is really selfish compared to so many of the others….but i wish there were no more palmetto bugs. Because then i would be not scared of going outside at night. Or to sit in my living room when people are going in and out.

  1258. I wish it weren’t impossible for me to find a way to make a good living, that I also enjoy.

  1260. I wish I didn’t have PMDD, Severe Anxiety and Depression, Narcolepsy, IBS, and seasonal allergies. I wish this for the simple fact that I wouldn’t have to take all these medicines, which will more than likely prevent me from having my own children.

  1261. i wish i could let go of the anger that my exhusband caused. its weighing me down.

  1262. I wish they would find a treatment for Chronic Fatigue Syndrome so I could have a life again.

  1263. After reading these comments, I wish the human condition didnt include so much pain and heartache. I wish I could make one persons wish come true, once a day.

    Personally, I just wish for more time. More time to spend with my son, more time to spend with myself, more time to spend with friends & family & the husband Ive discovered Im rather fond of, after all.

    Slightly related: I wish for the Doctor to show up in the TARDIS and take me away.

  1264. I wish my dog were healthy. She’s been through a lot since May. She’s still dealing with stuff, so all my wishes go to her getting back to being playful and puppyish and the sweet dog she’s always been.

  1265. Oh, and I wish my keyboard wasnt effed up so I could post comments that include apostrophes where theyre supposed to be.

  1266. How could I possibly wish for anything after reading all of this? Jenny, I don’t know how you do it. Thank you for creating such a safe space for people to share and feel included. What you’ve created here, this tribe, is nothing short of amazing. The courage and trust that all these people have to share these wishes, be they silly or serious, is remarkable. I’m flabergasted and humbled just reading them.

    I just wish I could hug every commenter. But I can’t. Can’t hug every commenter.

  1267. There is not enough room here to contain all I wish for right now. But, here is a short list:
    I wish the intolerant Right-Wingers who are so delusional about the state of the world would have to read every one of these posts.
    I wish that I had not gotten Hep C some 30 or 40 years ago. Maybe then, I would not feel like a useless drain on my wife and society in general.
    I wish my wife had married me because it was a good idea and a positive thing. Not because she felt some responsibility or obligation to “save” me.
    I wish the soul-less capitalists had not manipulated the housing and stock markets to get billions of dollars for themselves, wiithout a thought in the world for the millions of Americans who would be ruined financially because of it.
    In a slightly less self-centered mode – I wish that I could sit down and visit with all of you, to just talk a bit, and let you tell me what you need to do to “fix” your problems. Healing is difficult…and there is so much pain here it brings me to tears. But so many of your words show that you do know the path out…and sometimes just talking about it can help get that first step on the road.

  1268. I wish I could find a job in my field so that I could move out of murder central and also not smell like grease anymore.

  1269. I also wish for a pink dragon with emerald green eyes. I would call her “Buttercup” and she would have magnificent wings. I would ride on her back and we would fly to the most wonderful places. This has been my dream since I was 5 and I am 43 today.

    I also wish to read Harry Potter again as if I never read (right earlier commenter!) and that Hogwarts would accept cause I know its a real place.

    I also wish that I did not have to look up on how to spell “magnificent”.

  1270. I wish I didn’t procrastinate and would pursue a career with my ceramics degree. Sad face.

  1272. I also wish for love and the ability to love back with everything I have. And to know if I’m supposed to stay here where I’ve always been or take a chance and move over 2 thousand miles away just to changes things and feel alive again. I don’t know how to feel like that here anymore.

  1274. I wish every one of us had the courage to be as vulnerable and open and BRAVE in real life as people have been in their comments here and in their responses to others’ comments. The world would be SUCH a better place.

  1276. I wish that the nodules growing in both of my husband’s lungs and the 2 spots on his brain are ruled benign. Won’t find our until next Tuesday. Waiting for test results is HELL!

  1277. Good question.
    A few more ours at work maybe (a tiny bit more income would be good).
    That my co-workers were a bit more logical (help me, help them, help the department, help the company).
    Hmm… the bigger picture you say?
    Thicker hair, eh
    Better job, maybe
    Girlfriend, now we’re zeroing in.

    My life isn’t perfect, but it’s not as bad as it could be. I’m pretty good right now. Feel free to make use of my wish.

    Matt

  1278. I wish I had spent more time with my Grandma recently. She passed away last week, and though I had 32 years with her, it just wasn’t enough, and I already miss her terribly. <3

  1280. I wish that my sister who I haven’t spoken to in almost 8 years would come back to the family.
    I wish that I had enough money ( not a lot, just enough…. enough for gas, enough for food, enough to actually buy popcorn when we go to the dollar theatre, just enough)
    I wish my mom would hug me when I’m scared and anxious instead of saying, “Bummer.”
    I wish my dad wouldn’t always say, “I’ll let you talk to your mom” when he answers the phone.
    I wish I was a better mom myself.
    I wish I didn’t feel so guilty about not keeping meticulous baby books for my kids then and just start now.
    I wish I could make a living selling my art.
    I wish I wouldn’t cry every day.
    I wish I felt like enough…

  1281. I wish that people who suffer with ANY type of mental illness would not be stigmatized. And, that those who have recognized they have a need for medication, would accept the treatment so they can move forward to live a happy and full life. I’m not really asking for much, am I?

  1282. I was going to wish that I had the body I had when I was 23 and thought I was fat…..but then I read everyone elses wishes and felt awful and selfish!

    I wish that all these wishes were true and that I could do something about them!

    T

  1283. I wish those closest to me had believed in my dreams too. But at least its taught me to believe in my children’s dreams.

  1286. Selfish wish: I wish for someone to love me like I’ve always dreamed of being loved.
    I’m lonely and tired of takers.

    Big picture wish: I wish I knew what my purpose in life was exactly and how to achieve it.
    Because I think I’m supposed to be helping.
    I don’t feel very helpful at the moment.

  1287. I wish I had my boyfriend back. He passed away almost a year ago. And today would have been our anniversary.

  1288. I wish my husband weren’t sick and we could just enjoy a “normal” life together. Oh and kids, I wish we could have had kids too.

  1289. in no particular order of importance:

    I wish for a pony.
    I wish I did take my mom up on the offer to learn how to carve carousel horses.
    I wish my dad had been able to have lived long enough to meet his grandkids.
    I wish the doctors can find out what the heck is wrong with me. Or if there’s nothing, that my body would stop with the mysterious symptom crap.
    I wish I can stop feeling overwhelmed and stop feeling like I can’t do anything right. Depression lies, but it’s a convincing bastard at times…

  1290. I wish I had more better days than bad ones. They don’t have to be great days, just better. I wish I were a better wife to my husband, but I’m seeing progress on that one.

  1291. Logical wish: I wish I could have my life figured out and to be able to have the life I want.
    Not so Logical wish: I wish my sisters could still be alive with me.

  1292. I wish I didn’t need sleep. Ever. Ok, I’d settle for like 3 hours a night if I really had to. All the stuff I could get done! It’s be amazing 🙂 Also, if I just didn’t like sleep so much, maybe that would be another option.

  1294. I wish that me and the person I love weren’t too afraid of breaking things to make things work.
    I wish I were a better mom.
    I wish for horses, and a ranch to raise them on 🙂

  1295. I wish that so many of these wishes weren’t so very sad.

    I wish that I had friends.

  1296. I wish I could have a baby. I wish insurance would cover infertility. I wish I knew why I have to go through this.

  1297. I secretly wish my husband was employed while telling him it’s perfectly ok that he goes back to school. I selfishly wish we had the money that he would be making. I’m tired of being broke.

  1300. I wish that I was pregnant. I wish that I don’t have to go through a third miscarriage because I don’t know if I could handle it.

  1302. I wish my parents had lived to see my son, because he is one of the funniest, cutest kids ever but now I see all the hell I put them through. I wish I had the chance to say thanks and sorry to them too.

  1304. Ooopps. And, I also wish that my mother had lived to see me get married and meet the children that I hope to have someday soon.

  1305. I wish my husband was cured of both of his cancers and was no longer in pain from 15 years of treatments (and the other secondary result would be no more doctor appointments.)

  1306. I wish we didn’t have to put my kitty cat to sleep.
    I wish my mother wasn’t an alcoholic.
    I wish I was magically rich and never had to work ever again.

  1308. I also wish I wasn’t so depressed and anxious all the time, that I made A LOT more money so I could go to the grocery store and not break out in a sweat. Most of all I wished someone truely deeply loved me and I don’t mean love myself so the whole world would a brighter place kind of love.

  1309. In the last 8 years I found my husband, earned two degrees, and had a healthy baby.
    Life is good.
    However, all i want now is to pass the bar exam in 2 weeks so I never have to hear him say these words “I’m going to let you study” or “Did you get all of your studying done?” again.

    And so that I don’t ruin Christmas by having to study more….

  1313. I wish I could see as much good in myself and love myself the way that I can other people.

  1314. After reading a lot of these wishes I wish I could give everyone a big hug and make things all better….for all of us.

  1315. I wish that I could spend the rest of my life with the love of my life. (So far, so good on that one.)

  1318. I don’t think that your wishes are selfish. I wish I wasn’t so scared or so sad so that I didn’t feel so selfish.

  1319. I also wish that I could find a way to lose more weight. I am so tired of hating my reflection.

  1320. I wish I could end human/sex trafficking and save all those poor young kids from misery.

  1321. I wish he could see himself through my eyes and know there is help for his depression.

  1322. I wish I could read and knit all day.
    I wish I weren’t clinically depressed.
    I wish I could travel more.
    I wish I could be a housewife.
    I wish I could lose 100 pounds.

  1324. I wish my mosquitoe bites weren’t so itchy. I wish I wasn’t so attractive to mosquitoes. I wish mosquitoes would disappear off the earth and move to Mars.

  1326. I wish my alcoholic significant other would wake up tomorrow and say, “ENOUGH! I want a better life!”

  1327. I wish I could kill this damn PTSD once and for all, and be the mom my kids deserve, and the me that I deserve.
    I wish I never, ever had to tell another soul the person they love has died.

  1328. First I’d wish I had a magic wand I could wave to eliminate worry and pain for all the people I love. Then I’d wish for an income that would keep us from financial worry and allow me to help my loved ones as well. Then I’d wish – as I do every day – that my son will lead a long, happy, healthy life.

  1329. I wish my feet would quit swelling and pick one size and stick with it so when I head to work in the morning the pair of shoes I choice are not causing me to hobble by 9:00.

  1331. I WISH I HAD BALLS.
    Giant. Fucking. Balls.
    Having balls would enable me to do so many things:
    -cut the cords tethering me to things I don’t need anymore
    -be the mom my girls need and deserve
    -be the goddam writer I know I am meant to be, because fuck yeah
    -get up on stage
    -travel
    -be awesome
    If I had balls, I’d say to myself, “fuck you, Self, I’m good enough, and I’d totally take off my shirt to have sex with me” and I would act as if this were so and people would think I were a sparkling sex-beast because I would OOZE confidence all the time. I would totally let my balls hang out for all to see because I’d be so proud of them.
    Oh, and just so we’re clear, I do not mean literal balls. Those look very uncomfortable and weird.

  1332. I wish the hospital would call my father and tell him there is a match and he can get his transplant surgery. I wish that call could happen without some good stranger dying suddenly.

  1333. I wish I could cure my son’s Type 1 diabetes. I would give my entire wish allowance for my whole life to make just that one come true.

  1334. I wish I was less anxious. Less worried. I wish could instantly unpack my house and be organized

  1335. I wish the hospital would call my dad and say there is a match and he can have his transplant surgery. I wish a good stranger didn’t have to die suddenly for that call to come.

  1336. I wish to be happy. I wish I had a better job, or just didn’t have to work. I wish there was no cancer. I wish I had more patience. I wish I could say fuck w/o anyone getting pissed. Especially at work. I wish for that black haired, blue eyed boy that I have created in my head. I wish for fall to be 9 months out of the year. I wish for harmony in my family. I wish you well, as always, Jenny!

  1338. I wish that I was brave enough to commit to pursuing the career that I want. Instead, I’m so afraid of failure and not being able to support myself that I’ve stayed for years in a job that makes me feel like I don’t deserve any better, that I should just shut up and be grateful for this much…

  1339. I wish my dogs would shut the hell up because their barking when there are rabbits around is driving me nuts.

  1340. I wish that I felt better physically. I’m tired of the constant pain.

  1341. I wish for my boyfriend and I to not live in seperate states, and to be out of debt so that we could go ahead and move to austin, tx now. Because I miss him and all I want to do (besides fuck the ever living daylights from him) is snuggle up and give him lots of kisses.

  1342. I’d wish for more money. How dull is that.
    I wish I were less dull.

  1343. I wish I weren’t so fucking damaged and scared.

    and yes, you did use “were” correctly there.

  1344. I wish my 13 was happier and more confident.
    I wish my 9 year old was taller, because being short bothers him so much and it hurts that I cannot fix it.
    I wish I was skinnier.
    I wish I had my nana and papa back long enough to tell them I am sorry I was not there more for them at the end. I mostly wish that because man was I stupid to think they would live forever and take that time for granted. I suck that way…..
    And damn I wish I could pay off the debt and stop worrying about money.

  1345. I wish for my husband’s boss to get off his ass and promote him already!!! He has told him he is the only one qualified…. but…. is….. dragging…… his………… feet. We are barely making it right now. Just. Give it. To him!!!! Please? *sigh*

  1346. “If wishes were horses we’d all be eating steak.”
    I wish so many of the things that people already said – so – I wish I could be real life friends with so many of these people on there…not just a random internetess who loves their comments.

  1348. I wish for peace for all.

    Then I wish for uproarious laughter for all.

  1349. I wish that all of the people posting here who are clearly feeling hurt or sad or anxious or vulnerable would recognize that they are beautiful and perfect and loved just the way they are. I wish that all of their pain and heartache would disappear forever so that they could bask in the glory of just “being.”

  1351. I wish I could have fun like I used to. Like laugh and breath and enjoy whole days. Not worry or be angry or so dang exhausted for no explainable reason.

  1352. I wish my grown son could be as happy as his grown sister is right now. I also wish everyone’s wishes to come true.Also a cure for RA because it sucks moldy ass !!!

  1353. I wish Robin Strough (comment #605) has something really amazingly wonderful happen to her out of the clear blue sky. Just a strike of absolute beauty and joy and happiness.

    Thank you for that work, Robin. You are one of my heroes, as of right now.

  1355. At this very moment I wish I did not feel like the world was bobbing up and down and all around like the cruise ship when I was on it for the last week. Normally, I would wish for something else, but for now, this takes precedence.

  1356. I wish I had more self control.
    I also wish that I wouldn’t beat myself up so much.

  1360. I wish my dad weren’t dying of a brain tumor. Or of anything else, for that matter…

  1362. after reading everyone else’s wishes i feel kinda shallow……..i wish i could find a good man around my age (63)………so there

  1363. I wish my dad hadn’t died thinking I hated him. I wish he had stopped drinking when he realized it was going to kill him. I wish his death hadn’t hurt my grandmother so much and I wish I didn’t feel guilty that my life is better without him around.

  1364. I wish so many people weren’t mean or thoughtless. I wish people treated each other with love an compassion.

  1366. I wish my dog hadn’t died and that my lover of 14 years hadn’t left me a month later. SO I guess I wish I wasn’t such a country western song cliche.

  1367. I wish I were healthy.

    That I didn’t have these diseases and illnesses. I could wake up without pain. Not have to be on sedatives to sleep. Be active and happy and healthy and take on the world.

    That is, and will always be, my One Wish.

  1368. I wish I had a time machine so I could go back to when my kids were little and do a better job, be a little kinder and spend more time with them and less time worried about my shitty marriage.
    I wish I’d left that shitty marriage a lot lot lot sooner, and I wish I didn’t have a big scary aneurysm in my brain waiting to kill me. I wish I had known I probably wouldn’t live to be 50 back when I was 20.
    And I wish for all the folks reading here that they remember that life is short and they should live every day like it’s the last one.

  1369. I wish Eddie Vedder would marry me.

    I totally mean that.

    But also I wish I didn’t have to drive to work every day, dreaming about my creative projects, only to drive home exhausted and spent.

  1370. Since i actually **DO** have 3 horses (i’m extremely lucky in that respect!!), i’m making 3 wishes:
    1. I wish i could get help for this ongoing depression i’ve been in. it’s not horrendously crippling, but it affects me like this:
    2. I wish i could be a better mother. I feel like i don’t ACT like other moms..i don’t INTERACT with my 4 year old daughter like i wish i did… and when i try, it’s very VERY forced, and the forcing is kind of noticeable. the only time we really bond is when we ride the aforementioned horses… her ‘first pony’ is actually MY honest-to-goodness first pony, and thats pretty effing cool.
    3. I wish my husband could catch a goddamn break. we’re only 27, and his back is trashed (herniated/bulging discs, he’s on chronic medications that i know are doing long-term damage to his innards, we have no insurance so he can’t have surgery so we’re kind of stuck in a horrible rut), his father just very suddenly and unexpectedly passed away, he has been job hunting for 5 years and has yet to get a hit on a REAL job (he’s a certified CNA, but you can’t get a job without experience…and you can’t get experience without a job….) that doesn’t require him to break his already broken back…you get my drift. nasty cycle.

  1371. My very selfish wishes
    I wish my boyfriend were ready to get married.
    I wish for babies.
    I wish for everyone to love me, even though I don’t love everyone.

    Yes. Those.

  1373. I’m going to have to go along with something similar to marjorie.

    I wish I had the financial stability to able to leave my husband, and spend my life with the man I truly love.

  1374. I wish I had focus and discipline. I wish I was more effective. I’d be Batman. I wish I was Batman.

  1376. I wish I could merge my fun outgoing artsy side of my personality with my “professional” analytical accounting personality and be the true eccentric professional I’m meant to be.

    I wish I believed I had time to cook more.

    I wish I swam everyday! I love swimming!

    I wish my stomach pain didn’t come back after 2 years of remission.

    I wish everyone’s wishes would come true for their highest and best selves!

  1377. I wish we had the money to help our friends who need cash Right Now and the guts to go out and, well, meet more friends…. (it’s a long and stupid story)

    I want you to know I cherish you and we’ve only met like once for two seconds. (Power of the Interwebs.)

  1381. I wish I could find a “real” job. Or at least one that paid a living wage and didnt involve dealing with so much poo.
    I wish I had majored in something more marketable than history.
    I wish my cat would stay the hell out of the entertainment center.

  1382. I wish that I could be someone’s inspiration to get through the things that hurt them.
    I wish I could find some little piece of good about myself that others seem to find so easily.
    I wish I could love myself completely.
    I wish people could know what it feels like to be 20 and labeled crazy over something that is out of your control.
    I wish I could fix what is wrong with this world and everything my loved ones deal with.

  1383. I wish I could win a really big lottery so I could then do the following (to start with)
    1) Invest a bunch into advanced education in Canada’s far north so that there could become a world-renowned university studying things like environmental sciences there.
    2) Retire and purchase a small condo in 2 -3 specific cities that have really excellent public libraries so I can hang out at those cool libraries (one is much nearer to my family than where I now live)
    3) Go back to school for another degree.
    4) Write.
    5) READ ALL THE BOOKS!!

  1385. I am so blown away by some of these wishes.
    I wish happiness for you all.

    And on a selfish note, I wish I could fall in love with the man of my dreams…. while being able to maintain my independence… oh, and also to be able to eat/drink whatever I wanted and LOSE weight 🙂

  1386. Please don’t approve my first comment what was meant to be written was:

    I wish that the maintenance for my bipolar and anxiety disorders didn’t leave me feeling so outside of myself. I can’t write. I can’t paint. I can’t sing. But I’m “maintained” – for now at least.

  1389. I wish my beautiful 12-year-old daughter was vibrant and healthy again instead of having to jab her with needles and injections to keep her alive.

  1392. I really wish I could wish for more wishes because I’m greedy and selfish and one wish really isn’t going to cut it. But if I only get one…I wish it was next June already so that I would be done with school. I already know that I graduate, let’s just skip head, shall we?

    I also wish I could stay focused on studying and not get distracted by all the catching up on the internets. Doesn’t really help with the whole graduation plan.

  1393. I wish I didn’t have MS.
    I wish I could work.

    If wishes were dishes the sink would be full!

  1394. Ah, now this has become work, I wish my feet would choose one size to be instead of swelling so when I get to work my feet are the same size as they were when I went out the door so I am not hobbly by 9:00 am. And the first time I sent this I misspelled, but it did not post, so what did post makes no sense. Holy ball! World peace would’ve been easier, or horses…..

  1396. I wish my depression didn’t exist, even with meds, I know I’m not “right”.

    I wish that I didn’t see anxiety in my 8 y/o daughter already.

    I wish I knew whether feeling like you and your husband are wrong for each other sometimes is normal.

    I wish I could count on him.

    I wish we had enough money that I didn’t have to stress out every month.

    I wish I could bottle my daughter’s enthusiasm.

    I wish that she will stay the super creative kid who wants to wear two different flip flops, a leopard print shirt and plaid shorts and not give a damn what everyone else thinks.

    I wish the world would let her be that, rather than laugh.

  1397. I wish I could accept myself for who I am and qujt tearing myself down over my many weaknesses.

  1398. This dang page thinks i duplicated my comment. I want no hungry children and a balanced world

  1399. I wish I was done with Surgeries. I have had 22(some minor some major) I have another next week. Total Knee Replacement which I want, but then there are many more. Sometimes I get tired of being poked

  1402. Is it too much to ask for a functional democracy here in the good ol’ U S of A? How about just the legislative branch returns to some kind of sanity? No? Then I want a pony.

  1403. i wish that everyone responsible for taking care of someone else always did the right thing
    (doctors, politicians, police- that whole thing should be worded differently but ..)
    i wish i was less awkward in the describing of awesomeness in my head
    i wish everyone knew how cool i am on the inside. lol
    of my mind.. not like, the gutsy bits. tired! children ate my brainz. =O

  1404. I wish that I could afford help.

    I wish that ending it all didn’t seem like the only option.

    I wish that I was a metamorphmagus so I could have purple hair at night but be straight-laced in the morning for work.

  1406. I wish all of you could see that your real wishes have already come true: whether you have loved and lost or longed for love, you have the capacity to love and that is what is important. If you need something, someone else has it to give. Those of you who feel like you are not enough: just wishing to be more shows that you are better than you think. And those of you who are ill or love someone who is ill – that is the hardest – but please see past the pain to the person. Either the person you are that you wish people would see, or past the pain that keeps you from expressing who you are. Find a way to make your illness who you are with your humor, your grace, your knowledge or just frankly your “I don’t fucking think so!” nature (as in, “I don’t fucking think so cancer – you can take my breasts but not my spirit. You don’t get my dog, either. This area of my life/my child’s life/my mother’s life is out of bounds for you!). I wish for everyone to not have all their wishes granted, but to find peace with the wishes that do come true…

  1408. I wish I were a better person. A better mother and wife, because they deserve better. I wish I had a friend to talk to about it.

  1409. I wish my father was still alive. He died on April 15 of pancreatic cancer.
    I wish cancer didn’t exist.
    I wish my mother was more together and could cope better without him.

    And I wish everybody here gets their wish, and if it causes us to be inundated with horses, well, we’ll just deal with it. Excess horses are still easier to deal with than a lot of whats been posted above.

  1410. I wish my dad was still alive. That he would have lived to enjoy his grandchildren. And I wish I could access my memories from childhood and remember how it was being daddy’s little girl.

  1411. I wish I was skinny.
    I wish I liked the right girls. I wish the wrong girls liked me back.
    I wish I wasn’t such a horrible person. I wish I didn’t have to deal with horrible people (or strangers). I wish people weren’t horrible, period. I wish I wasn’t scared of strangers.
    Maybe I wish to be published. At the very least, I wish everybody knew how awesome the people who live inside my head are.
    I wish people understood that I’m a mommy at heart even though I’m a boy.
    I wish to be okay.

  1412. I wish i were happy.

    I wish i wasn’t lonely.

    I wish i was happier with what i have, or at least could stop myself from complaining so much that my friends are tired of me.

    I wish that i had done things “right” or “normal” so i wouldn’t feel like such a giant failure. Like get married. Go to college when you are “supposed” to. Be happy with a “normal” career path.

    Also, i eish i typed better on mobile keyboards. I am tired of correcting all my damned typis all the time.

  1413. I am going to use the standard 3-wish option.
    1-I wish I had less month or more money. Either one will work.
    2-I wish I made better choices in pretty much every area of life.
    3-I wish I was brave.

  1416. I wish I hadnt gone to vet school.
    I wish I knew how to be happy.
    I wish I had been there when my dog died.

  1417. I wish I had the courage, brains, guts, whatever to leave the relationship I’m in. It’s not horrible. It just isn’t where I want to be. It’s gone on for too long. There are too many questions unanswered, too many obfuscations, half-truths, omissions. I wish I could find the key that I’m obviously hiding from myself to unlock myself from him. He’s certainly given me enough keys – why don’t they work?

    Sorry for being a downer. That’s just where my head is right now.

  1419. i wish my mom didn’t have brain cancer.
    hardest to admit, i wish it would all end soon. there’s no “getting better.”
    i wish i weren’t the only one able to care for her. i wish my life weren’t on hold indefinitely. i wish she could remember how many pills she’s taken. i wish she could clean up after herself. i wish she wouldn’t wake up at two in the morning, get dressed, and ask when we’re going to her appointment.

    i also wish we had a maid.

  1420. I wish my nipple whiskery hair things and my chin whiskers would fall out on their own since my tired oldish eyes can’t see them to tweeze. Ow! Missed it again. Slippery little f’ers. I also hope for a kind friend or nurse to rip them out on my behalf when I can’t 30 years from now. I wish everybody had small enough problems to have shallow wishes like mine.

  1421. p.s. arising from my navel …

    I wish that my friend Michelle’s cat Dora didn’t have Feline Peritoneal Virus?. She lost her beloved K.C. last year (That she adopted from me several years ago when I moved away) and she got a younger cat in December so she wouldn’t have to go through losing a beloved pet for a long time. And now she has to go through it again. I feel very bad, sad & heartbroken for her and I wish I could make Dora well for her.

  1422. I wish a voice would come from the sky/universe/somewhere and tell me whether spinal surgery is the right thing to do (or not).

    I wish my husband could get some work.

    I wish my body would stop falling apart and causing me pain.

    I wish I wasn’t so tired all the time.

  1423. I too wish I were not so sad. All the damn time.

    I wish I wasn’t always so effing lonely. All the damn time.

    I wish my husband could find a better job. I’m tired of being so close to homelessness.

    I wish I could find a home closer to my child’s school. With a fenced in backyard so my two little boys can run and play like little boys are meant to do. I’m tired of driving an hour one way every day but I’ll continue to do it because he needs it. It’s what is good for him.

    I wish I could afford more therapies for my son so we can break him out of the prison of his autism. I love him for who he is but I feel like I am failing as his mother. I wish I could give him an easier life.

    I try to be thankful for what we have but the feelings of hopelessness are never far away.

  1425. I wish I could get paid to read books, decorate, watch funny movies, bake cookies, make babies laugh, pet sweet little kittens and puppies. Yesh…how sappy am I?

  1427. I wish I could move to a place where no one would find me, on a beach somewhere alone.

  1428. I wish you really had said something about master-bating, like I thought it said. I almost spit raman all over my keyboard. That’s what I get for not paying attention.

  1429. A BIG one…a home free and clear 🙂
    A little one…money for there st of the summer just to take some time off!

  1430. I wish I could stop worrying so much about the future, and enjoy more the present.
    I wish my head weren’t so full of useless shit that makes me kind of dizzy.

  1431. I wish the depression monster would go away and I could have my life back.

  1432. I wish that all those battling depression would be healed and not have to suffer anymore.

  1433. I wish I were truly happy. Leading up to that, I wish I had enough money to pay off my debts and move to a new city where I’d meet my soul mate.

    But to everyone who wished they were a baller…that’s just fantastic.

  1435. I’d wish that I always had exactly the right amount of money in my pocket/account for whatever it was I was purchasing.

    HOWEVER, I’d totally settle for the ability to give flat tires/kill the engines of the horrible drivers that piss me off…with just a point of my finger. You get a flat tire. And you get a flat tire. And you get a flat tire. EVERYONE gets a flat tire. Yeah. That’d make me happy.

  1436. Today, I wish that my uterus would stop with the hurting every month. Anyone got a rusty spork I could dig it out with?

  1437. After reading all of these I wish I weren’t so self-centered.

    But I also wish I didn’t pull away from the people I love to keep from getting hurt.

  1438. I wish for financial security, but that’s kind of boring. I wish my cat would stop peeing on my bed when I go away overnight, yeah, that would be purely awesome.

  1439. I wish my Mom was still alive. I would wish for some of her home cooking, some of her wisdom, and some of her wonderful hugs.

  1440. ahhh…I wish you were sad a little less often too. And that isn’t a selfish thing, everyone deserves to be happy.

  1441. I wish that everything goes well at my husband’s doctor appointment tomorrow, and my mother’s PET scan on the 29th. Actually, if we’re wishing for shit, I wish that there was no cancer in the entire world, ever.

    I wish I wasn’t one of those people who has to take a xanax before bed every night because otherwise I’m not able to sleep because the house might burn down or someone might break in and kill us and eat us.

    Also, I wish I had a Beyonce. My down the street neighbor has one, and I’m totally jealous every time I see it, even though it is not quite as tall as the one Jenny has. He also has a concrete elephant that is pretty sweet. I wish I had one of those too.

  1442. I wish everyone, I mean EVERYONE, could get their wish and I wish I could remember my dad’s voice & laugh (he died when I was 10).

  1443. I wish my father didn’t have Parkinson’s.
    I wish I could remember better before he developed the disease.
    I wish my mother would stop being so damn selfish and see that she is hurting all of us, and not just herself
    I wish that there was no such thing as depression.

  1444. I wish my husband hadn’t decided he wanted to fuck other people. And me. At the same time. Or not. Other people’s dreams? Maybe. Not mine. I just wish he wanted me and only me again. But maybe he has never wanted me.

    I wish my grandma was around; she was the most amazing person and she would know what to do.

    I also wish I was a size six. That might solve the first problem, maybe; not the second. :-/

  1445. I wish that I do well in this next round of interviews and get this new job.

  1446. I would like the opportunity to taze my Mom’s widower repeatedly for the way he treated her, my family, and me. He liked to tell Mom she was stupid, (she had extensive brain damage from mini strokes, but still worked FT and supported him; the radiologist was amazed she was functioning at all) and then after she passed he refused to relinquish her personal items to me (as he is required to do by law) without a long legal battle (still going on 3 years later) keeping some of the most sentimental items (the engagement ring my Dad gave Mom is just one of the missing items) and telling the court I stole them.

    Hmmm hmmmm*ZZZZZTTTTT* laaa laaa la *ZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT* makes me smile just thinking about it 🙂

  1447. I wish I would have the courage to stop the negative thoughts that run full sipped thru my head and invade my dreams. As that is a lofty wish I would settle for my dog listening to me.

  1449. I wish I had settled closer to my mom so we could have had more time together. She’s still here but time has just slipped by and I miss all those moments we could have had

    And I selfishly wish that, when they are grown, my children live close enough so that I can have all of those moments with them.

  1450. I wish my medical bills and all my new medical problems would go away. I already had too much to deal with, and finally was getting a handle on the old stuff. So I wish with all my might that the new medical problems and bills would just **poof**!

  1451. I wish this writer’s block would go away. I wish I felt better right now. Not really sure what’s wrong, just feel…blah.

  1453. I wish I hadn’t read all of the other readers’ wishes. They make me feel sad and anxious and shallow for thinking that I wish I could eat a giant Primanti’s sandwich with fries and coleslaw and double egg and not suffer the bloat… I suck.

  1454. I wish that my daughter didn’t have anxiety and that the sight of me training for a job (at home, no less!) wouldn’t send her into a massive downward spiral.

  1457. I wish I had the emotional strength to leave my marriage behind and go out and find my true soul mate…

  1458. I wish my grandson’s sperm donor dad was one of those dads who disappeared and never made contact, instead of a litigious a**hole.

  1459. I wish Madeleine L’Engle and Anne McCaffrey were both still alive and writing more amazing books.

  1460. I wish for a better job for my husband so that he could spend more time with us.
    I wish for a house with two bathrooms so we don’t always have a line waiting.
    I wish for peace on all the other wishers here that need it.

  1461. I wish Joss Weedon would make a “Wonder Woman” movie staring Pink as Wonder Woman.

    I wish all of your wishes would come true.

    I wish all of the parents of children with autism would feel acceptance and love from everyone where ever they go. And I wish to share that my son with Autism (who did not talk until he was almost 4 and has had many challenges) told me recently, after reading about an organization that wants to “cure” Autism: “Why would they want to get rid of Autism? Then who would invent new technology?”

  1462. I wish I weren’t 50 years old and working a job I hate.

    I wish I loved my dad.

    I wish I could tell a rather long list of people to just FUCK OFF.

    I guess I could do that last one…it would also take care of the first one.

  1463. I wish that “perfect Facebook mom” would come over to my house and do some shit for me!

  1464. I wish my mom did not pass away from cancer two months ago and I wish my 9-year old son was not diagnosed with cancer two weeks ago. But, I know I can’t change the past so now I’m wishing for strength, courage, and for my prayers to be answered. Thank you for posting this — this is the first time I’ve written anything in the past few weeks.

  1465. Even though it’s similar to world peace, can I wish the 24 hour news stations would go away? I feel like that would greatly contribute to world peace…or maybe just my peace.

    If I can’t have that, I’d wish for a pool of Nutella. I would dive in and then float around on a marshmallow raft. Perfect. Day.

  1467. I wish my husband loved me and was not still attached to the one that came before me.

    I wish I had the nerve to get divorced and live alone.

    I wish I had friends.

  1468. Money I suppose would make my life less stressful … But what I really wish is that I could get pregnant again and that this child I could carry to term and give birth to a healthy baby that will far outlive my husband and I … If I can’t have that I wish I never get pregnant again … I’m not sure i could handle the heart ache of another miscarriage …

  1469. I used to wish for a pony when I was a kid, but I’m sooo glad I never got one cuz their crap is enormous and I wouldn’t want to clean that. Now seriously, I wish for you and all your followers to find their happy place. We are all way too hard on ourselves, move past the extra baby weight, sucky days, and people treating each other like shit. I wish y’all a much better tomorrow.

  1470. A totally selfish wish…
    And this may sound completely ridiculous. But I’ve been watching a lot of TLC’s Long Island Medium. I want Theresa Caputo (medium) to do a reading for me.. so I can connect with some important people I’ve lost. I know.. sounds like I’m a nutball.. but it would be so nice to hear from them!!

  1471. I wish for my beautiful, amazing, 22 year old daughter, light of my life, freshly graduated from NYU with a degree in Italian and French, to recognize her bravery and immense potential instead succumbing to paralyzingly anxiety about getting a job and moving into adulthood. Her pain hurts me and I feel helpless.

  1473. I wish that everyone’s wishes here come true.

    And I wish for my son to be healthy and to have his crooked spine grow straight and for him to be happy, forever.

    And I hope I live to see it.

    All the way, but I must go first!

  1476. Wish I had more time with my Dad & I wish my brothers would realize how much he loves them & how much it hurts that he doesn’t hear from them for years.

  1477. I wish i had it figured out. and that i were brave enough to go through with whatever it is

    also

    i wish i was a little taller,
    i wish i was a baller
    i wish i had a girl and i could call ‘er

    youre welcome.

  1478. After reading these comments, I wish I knew everyone posting here in person.

    I also wish teleporting were possible so I wouldn’t have to choose between being close to my family back home in the Midwest, and continuing to pursue my dreams in L.A.

    Oh, and I also wish for a fully equipped/staffed coffee shop in my apartment.

  1479. I wish I could enjoy my life in reality, in the moment, instead of being increasingly agitated and annoyed with everything.

  1480. 1. I wish people would live and let live.
    2. Wish we could finally ave a wedding ceremony.
    3. I wish I could save all the big cats.
    4. Wish my friends lives closer.
    5. I wish for children (ok child). I just want one.

  1481. I wish I didn’t have a mountain of debt so large that I don’t see how I’m ever going to be free. I wish that thinking about it didn’t make me feel like I’ve failed at life.

  1482. I wish you had the comment portion at the top of the page instead of the bottom. I wish that I could divest myself of the lack and the fear that runs me. I wish I wasn’t so afraid to to really go for what I want and I wish I had the courage to change my life…

  1483. I have a few wishes. I wish I had the ability to quit my job. I wish I weren’t afraid of everything. And i wish I could meet Allie Brosh. She’s cool. 🙂

  1484. I wish I could teleport. Also, that I could be a were-creature. Preferably a unicorn, or a bear, or tiger, but I’d gladly take, like, hedgehog, even.

    I wish a lot of really serious stuff, too, but thinking about that just gives me anxiouses and sads and feels, so I’d rather just picture myself as a wereunicorn.

  1485. I wish my anxiety didn’t make me second guess myself so much, and result in negative blame feedback loops.

  1486. I wish my Mom had made out a Will before she died and I wish she had not been a hoarder and I wish she could have enjoyed her life instead of spending every waking minute trying to figure out how to make someone angry so she could argue with them.
    Finally, I wish I missed my Mom. Because I don’t.

  1487. I wish I was less of a hypochondriac.
    I wish I understood that things will be okay, they will be fine.
    I wish I slowed down a little and stopped rushing through my life.
    I wish I had more time during the week with my fiance and we didn’t work completely opposite schedules.

  1488. I wish I felt a little less sad.
    I wish I liked myself more.
    I wish everyone’s wishes come true. 🙂

  1490. serious: I wish I didn’t have to grow old. not serious (but seriously I wish for this if this is a real thing and you are going to grant all of our wishes): I wish hugh grant was in my living room right now.

  1491. I wish I didn’t have to work somewhere I hate just because it pays better and I need the money.
    I wish I still enjoyed being a nurse.
    I wish I loved my husband the way I did when we got married.
    I wish men weren’t only after sex.
    I wish depression hadn’t stolen so much of my life.
    I wish I didn’t hate myself for all the things I’ve screwed up.
    I wish… I just wish.

  1493. I wish for a safe workplace free of bullies, liars and socio-paths.

  1494. I wish I could give my friend a new breast instead of changing her mastectomy bandages.

  1496. I wish everyone would get their wish. (Jenny — this post inspired a blog post for me…..thx)

  1497. I wish mental health problems did not exist, then no one would ever have to suffer from depression, or anxiety, or schizophrenia, or addiction ever again.

  1498. I wish my sister-in-law would accept the help that has been offered, realize we aren’t out to get her, and let me see my nieces again. Alcoholism and mental illness suck.

  1499. I wish I was in Australia, having coffee with one of my very most dearest friends. We’d meet each others kids for the first time. Our husbands would BBQ together. We’d sit back and take it all in and be so grateful to be physically side-by-side.

  1500. I wish there was no such thing as shoes.

    Sandals are fine, but shoes have got to go.

  1501. I wish that researchers would figure out a treatment for RA that isn’t scarier than the RA itself.
    I wish that I could let go of some old hurts that still have the power to make me cry.
    I wish that my son (age 4) would realize that since he likes sleep, going to bed is a good thing.

  1502. I wish for a bottle of tequila rose. A car. More pills that make me happy and fewer pills that make me sick.

  1503. I wish the man that I love lived in the same country as me. Now. Not in 12 months time.

    But it must be better to be loved from afar (very afar) than not to be loved at all.

  1505. I wish there were a way to connect with the fans and commenters on your blog. This feels like tribe to me.
    I wish I had the patience and focus to read ALL 1485 (so far) of the comments.
    I wish that the moments of clarity and sunlight would be enough to erase the darkness for people who need it.
    I wish I didn’t have an eating disorder.

  1507. I wish I didn’t hurt. Because if any of the RA medications I am on actually worked, and I didn’t hurt, I could do all of the things that I want to do. Like ride my horses. Or pick up the hay bales that are sitting out in the field and put them in the barn before they spoil. Or be able to walk down the lane to feed the horses instead of having to drive the car because it hurts too much to walk. Or even to do the dishes when I get home from work, because now all I can do when I get home after working only four hours a day!! is rest. I wish I didn’t hurt so my kids wouldn’t have a cranky, no fun mother.

  1508. I wish a healthy and long life for my boys.

    I wish my mother was alive again.

    I wish that I knew what I want to be when I grow up. What is that career that I love so much that makes me never want to retire?

    I wish my favorite beer didn’t make me gain weight.

  1510. I wish my marriage was a passionate one. If I can’t make it so, then I wish to be free.

  1511. Right at this very moment… I wish I could be talking with one of my friends. Why do they have to sleep?
    But really, I’m very quiet until I find someone I like talking to, and then I want to talk with them as much as possible. And then I worry that I’m contacting them too much. So… wishes! Right! I also wish my face wasn’t breaking out right now, it’s pretty annoying.

    Very basic wishes, here.

  1512. I wish for LOTS:
    Perkier boos without having to have surgery. I look as if my small banana boobies are sliding down chest
    Cash- lots of it to
    I could be invisible when I found it convenient
    Oh and that I was multi lingual and could read minds

  1513. Only thing I really wish for is to speak to my dad one last time…to actually get the chance to say good-bye

  1514. I wish time would go just a little bit faster until I was no longer preggo and could have a few drinks.
    I wish I could sleep in, nice and comfy, with out waking up paranoid that my kid was calling me or from thinking someone was in the house or some bs like that.
    And finally I wish my mom would be happier with herself and act more like the strong woman I grew up knowing, it would just set better with both of us.

  1515. I wish I could be more like you. I don’t have your physical ailments (though I had a sluggish gall bladder – no gall stones, just a lazy SOB torturing me – removed several years ago), but the insomnia, ADHD/”executive functioning difficulties”, a touch of OCD, low self-esteem, and generalized anxiety have worn me down. I wish I could be (or even fake being) defiantly, stubbornly, furiously happy along with you. You deal with so much more than I do, and you deal with it so much better. Thank you for making me laugh. You are awesome. 🙂

  1516. I wish I could blink my eyes and dishes and laundry would be done! 🙂

  1518. I wish I was as brave as some of the people here who are handling some really hard s**t. I wish I could share some of my happiness with them, because I have a really happy life. I wish I didn’t take that for granted so often.

  1521. I wish my ex husband had acknowledged his alcoholism and gotten treatment so we would still be together.

  1522. I wish my heart condition didn’t slow me down as much as it does. But I’m so grateful for the experimental heart surgery that allows me to be as good as I am. And that it made me strong enough to have my two girls. 🙂 But I hate, HATE being weak.

  1523. I was I had not had to send my precious raccoon, Harbor, to another state to keep him safe. He was my heart and I miss him every single day.

  1524. I wish people were a little kinder to each other so that we can all work together to make the world a better place.

  1525. I wish we could find our dream house and actually afford it; so we don’t have to worry about trying to find another rental because our landlord is selling the house we’re in.

  1526. So many things you all wish for, I wish for too. But right now, I really just wish for all of your wishes to come true. <3

  1527. I wish I wasn’t always so scared. And I wish I could get pregnant and have children.

    I’d also wish that all of you would get your wishes.
    ~hugs~

  1528. I wish for a healthy long life filled with nothing but love and kisses for Frodo, a Pit Bull who was found tied to a fence with his mouth duct taped closed in our city. He was so badly abused they had to remove one of his back legs. Thankfully a foundation is raising money to pay for his extensive medical bills so that he has a chance at a real life. It is horrific that someone could do that to a poor animal of any kind. I also wish they catch who did this and he gets the punishment he deserves.

  1529. I wish I could move to a better neighborhood. This one is getting scary.

    I wish I would have chosen a different career. I love my job but hate it at the same time.

    I wish I had the guts to change my life.

    I wish my daughter weren’t so much like me. I hope she doesn’t go through the trials I have had.

  1530. I was going to add to my earlier comment, that I wish there was a cure for my epilepsy. But epilepsy is something I can handle. Or at least something that I have learned to live with. I read through each and every one of these comments, and they are breaking my heart. Some of you have been through things with a strength and beauty that astonishes me. I wish for hugs all around.

  1531. I wish I didn’t have to work so I could stay home with my one-year-old daughter and give her kisses all day long.

  1532. I wish that I could have gone to Hogwarts.
    I wish that there were 10 more seasons of Firefly!
    I wish for Benedict Cumberbatch to appear at my door in nothing but a bow 😉

    …..also, I would like to trade in my wish-horses for a horse-sized cat…with wings….that I could ride..

  1533. I wish you could feel a little happier and more positive every day until you are even more fabulous than you are! My dear old Mum used to say “If sighs were pots and wishes were pans, there’d be no need for tinkers”! Whatever that means! I wish my Grandchildren a happy and healthy life. No point in wishing anything for myself – I either an or cannot do anything about it and if I can, then the solution is in my own hands and if I cannot, no point wishing away my life.

  1534. I wish I could make decisions based on my own happiness…and then stick to them…

  1535. I wish my dog would live as long as I will because losing him might be too much for me.
    I wish I would have been able to have a child.
    I wish I would not have to worry about making ends meet each month.

  1536. I wish I could be with my fiance again – its been over two years since I last saw him face to face 🙁 stupid puddle ocean thingie keeps getting in my way!

  1538. I wish I could love someone differently…Because you can only love another person so much, and I could certainly never love them any less.

  1541. I wish I were healthy- mentally and physically.
    I wish I had my CMA license.
    I wish I had better self control.
    I wish I could support myself.
    I wish I knew what it meant to be grown-up.

  1542. I wish my nine year old daughter was not crying herself to sleep because she doesn’t like the way her face or body look. She’s beautiful, inside and out. I wish for her to realize that sooner than later.

  1543. i wish i knew how to love and to be loved. i mean – i couldn’t imagine loving anyone more than i did my daughter (always was a single parent) or my grandson (because he is my favorite kid….) but i am nearly 61 – my daughter is soon-to-be-31, my grandson is nearly 9; i have never been married. it has been o.k. with me – that really has been my choice and i still don’t know if i ever want to be married really… but i have a hankering (and i’m not from the south) – a real deep hankering to find that true and abiding love before the natural end of my life.

  1545. I wish I had enough money to feel secure, but not spoiled. I wish I felt brave enough to try for a child after so many losses.

  1546. I wish I could just walk into the classroom tomorrow and be a fantastic teacher, whose totally on top of behavior management, and leave the classroom knowing that all my kids have learned something.

  1548. I wish to have my baby naturally instead of via c-section, and I wish it happens tonight.

  1550. I wish I could be healthy and have no tumors or surgeries ahead of me. I wish I could swim and run and leave my home whenever I wanted to and travel and not be worried that I’d miss a parent’s funeral or something because I’m too sick to fly. I wish I were healthy enough to live the shining life I have to live, and contribute to the world instead of spending all my time and energy busy surviving alone in the dark. If I have to be so very sick, I wish I could be so with my own family, or could even afford to have a cat. And I wish I could honestly talk about the realities without sounding like a whiney drama queen and shutting up and minimizing over and over and over again in order to not overwhelm the people that do step into my life when they can.

  1551. I wish my appetite didn’t have such dramatic swings.
    I wish I could remember that exercise makes me feel good, instead of regarding it with loathing.
    I wish I were brave enough to be a little less lonely.

  1552. I wish I wasn’t always so afraid of possibly being sick and could just really enjoy the life I have.

  1553. I wish I could cure my husband’s disease, even if it was only for one day, so he could have a day “off” from the 24/7 struggle that is now our life <3

  1554. I wish for YOU to feel better. Did you have the bastard yanked out yet?

  1555. I wish I had someone in my life I could comfortably rely on as an emotional ground for support. I’m so afraid these days with how much keeps crumbling around me and when I need someone the most, I’m the most alone or pushed away.

  1556. I wish my daughter didn’t have the struggles she is dealing with-even though in the long run I think it will make her stronger . Hang in there my sweet girl.

  1557. Stupid selfish thing to wish for, but I wish Tokyo Pop hadn’t pulled out just before they printed vol. 3 of Hetalia. I had it on preorder through Amazon. Now I’m going to have to order a used copy of the weird offprint that they do through RightStuff of something, because things. It’s a pain in the butt, and if they’d waited a month longer to pull their North American distribution, I’d have had it. They printed it in Europe, you can get it in you live in England, just not here in the U.S. Grrrrrr……..

    Dammit, I wanted that. So that’s my wish.

  1558. I wished that I hadn’t stopped reading your book at 2:30 this morning to go to the bathroom, start the dryer and paced the quiet house as to not wake up the family only to discover in the dark that I can’t remember where I put the book down at and don’t want to risk waking the baby to continue pacing the house to find it. Now I’m stuck in the bedroom with my iPhone checking out your blog wishing I hadn’t smoked so much pot in high school and therefore still had the brain cells left to remember important things like where I put a book down five minutes, well, now ten, minutes ago to find it!
    And I’d like to own a giraffe.

  1559. I wish my friend were still alive for one more drink, and one more walk in the West Village. My old friend died last night. Please be thankful. You never know.

  1562. I selfishly wish my money would hurry up and save itself so I can exit the vicious renting circle.

  1563. I wish I had a man who loves me
    I wish my best friend lived closer
    I wish my other best friend gets a man she needs

  1564. I wish I could quit my job and go back to school full time.
    I wish I didn’t have these damned Sasquatch feet and that buying footwear wasn’t such a chore.
    I wish I would just balls up and write that book I think about writing every single day.
    I wish we were debt free.
    I wish that window of opportunity to have kids was a little bigger so that deciding whether or not to have them wouldn’t feel like a race against the clock.
    I wish I felt better about the kind of influence my family would have on any kids we may decide to have.

    And I wish I could give you a hug, Jenny. You and Copernicus.

  1565. I wish my husband would take his medication so that our marriage and sex life wouldn’t of died. I wish that he gave a shit, hell – I wish I did.

  1566. I wish I could handle my social anxiety better.

    Related: I wish I didn’t constantly feel alone

  1567. Ok, I made my wish earlier (#1038), but after reading so many posts (I’ve ready a little over 700 of them), I’d like to make another wish. Ok, well another several wishes. Some might be amusing, but others are serious.

    I wish my cats would quit fighting (we just introduced a new adult cat back in Oct, they still don’t always get along)
    I wish for the people who struggle with self harm to know they are not alone.
    I wish for the people who have had to deal with suicide of a loved one to know that it is not their fault.
    I wish for cats. Everyone’s cats. I wish they are happy and healthy. And for that matter, their dogs and fish too, and whatever other animal you have as a pet.
    I wish that depression and anxiety didn’t exist.
    I wish that child abuse didn’t exist.
    I wish that the people we marry could grow with us in our lives, not against us.
    I wish for frogs. My 5 year old loves them.
    I wish for the people who wished to have children to have them
    I wish for the people who are unsure if they would be good parents to know that that wish right there qualifies you to be a good parent. I wish you could have kids.
    I still wish parental alienation didn’t exist.
    I wish my cats didn’t try to kill me by making me trip any time I walked into the kitchen or bathroom.
    I wish for all of you with lost loved ones that you could have 15 minutes more with them.
    I wish cancer didn’t exist. I wish diseases and syndromes didn’t exist (my child has BPES).
    To the person who wished for the Goblin King (Sorry, I forget your number): “Say the right words…”
    I wish none of you had to go thru any kind of childhood abuse, physical or mental or sexual.
    I wish those of you battling with self image, no matter what the issue is, can find happiness within yourself. I know it’s not easy.
    I wish those of you dealing with anger can find the root of your anger and find peace (I’m still angry about a lot of stuff, and I am not completely at peace myself)
    I wish people would drive the speed limit. You don’t have to go over it, but just hit the speed limit, but if you’re not going to go over it, keep your ass in the right lane. Leave the left lane for those of us who need to get somewhere in a hurry 🙂
    I wish security for those people who don’t feel secure in their lives or relationships.
    I wish those of you who have never found love to find it. And I wish you would know that the people around you do actually love you. I sometimes even have a hard time with this one.
    I wish my kids would bother to change out a toilet paper roll when it’s out, instead of hollering “I’M OUT OF TOILET PAPER!!!’ even though they have a roll sitting right there next to them.

    Thanks to anyone who bothered to read this whole, long post.

  1570. I have so many wishes, it’s kind of depressing. I guess, tops on my list:

    I wish my daughter would change her mind & stay home for 2 more years to get her education, then she could go where the jobs are.

    I wish I had a working computer, so I wasn’t on borrowed ones that aren’t mine. =(

    I wish I didn’t feel like I was working to do nothing but pay bills and never enjoy life.

    I wish my daughter didn’t have to suffer depression.

    I wish I didn’t suffer in silence.

    I wish I had a creative bone in my body, so maybe I could do something fantastic.

    I think I’m more bummed now. =/

  1571. now that I’m kind of a whovian.. I wish for a strange man in blue box to appear & ask me to go anywhere in time & space with him. yep.

    i wish my mom didn’t suffer with her health, so badly, in her life.

    i wish my mom were still here.

  1572. I wish I could shut my dad who abused me out of my life without losing most of the friends I have, who would believe the respected man over the crazy mentally-ill girl. On a more jovial note, I wish I had a smaller butt, hehe. Also, comment #15? High five. Also I wish I had pancakes.

  1573. I wish that my participation in my favorite hobby paid my mortgage and bills.

    I wish I woke up every day with the same energy and enthusiasm for life as my dogs do. My dogs go from snoring/drooling/twitching to jumping/snorting/licking seconds later.

  1574. I got through about 10 of these posts before I started crying. From sadness and relief that there are so many other fucked up, broken people like me, just pretending.

    So for my wish… I wish I could love

  1575. I wish I could forgive myself for all the stupid shit I have done

    I wish people wouldn’t drive distracted, maybe then I would still have me dad

    I wish there was justice in this hick town I live in so that when someone runs a motorcycle over and admit to the cops they was speeding and digging in the floorboards for a cd that they get to at least see the inside of a courtroom instead go to the lake and party and just pay a speeding ticket while the man you randown is laying in a ICU for a week dieing.

    I wish my husband would just notice that I just need him to give me a hug now and then without having to ask

    I wish we had more time for us time. Spending 12. Hours a day at work together doesnt count.

    I wish our government gave a damn about its citizens.

  1576. I wish the Texas legislature were not so full of d!ck heads (is that one word or two?).

  1577. I wish 13 year-old me hadn’t had to take care of my mom on my own after her double mastectomy. I wish I wasn’t still afraid of the dark at 23. I wish I hadn’t let my college professors make me feel embarrassed for wanting to start a jewelry business instead of becoming a professional artist. I wish I and every woman in the world wasn’t belittled and ignored because we’re women. I wish I could figure out why socks disappear when you put them in the dryer and if there really is a treasure map on the back of the Declaration of Independence.

  1578. Or is it *me* and every woman in the world? I wish I could remember which term was grammatically correct!

  1579. I wish right now that my 14 year old would stop hurting herself, and I wish I knew how to help her.

  1580. Enough money to be able to quit my incredibly boring job and still be able to live comfortably.

  1581. I wish I felt normal, so I didn’t have to act like I’m happy being different.
    I wish I could just stop feeling so tired all the time.
    I wish that people hadn’t told me that I’m like my dad when my dad is such a horrible human being.
    I wish that there was a delete button for my memory.

  1583. I already made my wishes but I just wanted to tell you ALL – you’re awesome and I’ve read every comment. Just remember we have each other and…because wine! [Unless you have alcohol dependency issues or a bad liver then because…baby animal pictures on the internet. Yay for baby animals.]

  1586. I wish my daughter didn’t have to fight so hard and could beat back the black dog of depression once and for all. And I wish my husband and I could live, healthy, to 106, because even that would not be enough time together.

    And… I wish wine didn’t stain my teeth grey after the sixth glass. Because nothing’s prettier than me, extremely tipsy, laughing my head off, with grey teeth like some kind of devil spawn.

  1587. I wish I knew that my autistic son were going to be able to live a life where he wasn’t going to be taken advantage of for his disability. That he would be self sufficient and that he and his brother would always be there for each other.
    I wish the same for my son with social anxiety disorder.
    After those, the only wish I would have is that once a week, I wish I could talk to a deceased family member/loved one.

  1588. I wish I could help my wife’s mental illness and PTSD
    I wish I could turn the clock back and let her have one more hour with her mother to say the things she wished she said.
    I wish I could fix my own stupid brain chemistry. I can deal with the physical pain. I just wish it weren’t accompanied by my own personal jerkbrain soundtrack of how badly I suck with it.

  1591. I wish i was not so sad.
    I wish I could find the man of my dream to marry.
    I wish I had chidlren of my own.

  1593. I wish that I had enough money to pay off my mortgage so the fact that my ex can’t keep a job would matter any more. There is a very real chance that the kids and I will be homeless in the next few months.

  1594. i wish i wasn’t in pain everyday. feel i should use my wish for something more noble but right now i hurt and i wish it would stop.

  1595. I wish I felt comfortable in my own skin. I wish there were a handbook for raising a child into a well-adjusted, happy and productive member of society so I wouldn’t second guess my child-rearing choices.

  1596. I wish we were raising our children in a world that was a little less scary…where it is okay for them to be who they are, say what they feel, and be safe going to school…oh and a world with more unicorns would be nice!

  1597. I wish….

    I could take my two sons (adopted from Ethiopia) back to Ethiopia someday and that they could have the chance to meet their birth families.

    Adoption was not necessary. But that it wasn’t a “last resort” for people who want a family.

    I (sometimes) wish I could just drive. And drive. And drive. Until I was ready to stop. Then I could stay in a nice hotel with a comfy bed and sleep. And when I was ready to go back home, the were no consequences for my selfishness. 🙂

    I also wish I could see my funeral/ memorial service. I want to know what people would say about me. Maybe the things they are to afraid to say now, to the living me.
    Just find that thought interesting.

  1598. I wish my husband could find a cure for his daily migraines. It would give us our life back.

  1599. I wish I was still the sort of person who would take up something I was bad at or scared of without fear of failing.

  1600. I wish for a better relationship with my teenage daughter (oy vey, hormones!) I wish for instant, lasting weight loss. I wish to be happier.

  1601. A lot of sad and beautiful wishes her, and I wish they would all come true. I also wish that so many of them didn’t feel so familiar. But as Jayne said, if wishes were horses, we’d all be eating steak.

  1602. I wish my husband had sperms so I can get pregnant. I wish we will be able to feel like a real family if we get a child that´s not our biological. I wish I had a child to take care of and love. I wish I wasn´t jealouse of my friend that told me yesterday she got pregnant by accident.

    And I wish I didn´t need glasses and I want a travel machine that takes me from one place to wherever I want to go in three seconds!

  1603. I wish there were a bar big enough, a bottle deep enough and a night long enough for everyone here to get together.

    You guys are a fucking tribe to be proud of. Please keep on fighting and being an inspiration.

  1604. I wish that tomorrow morning or one day soon I will log onto your blog and find news that your gallbladder surgey has gone well and you will be recuperating and coming back to blogland soon.

  1605. There are many trivial things I could wish for……a better figure, a shorter middle toe, a heaping pile of cash, relationship bliss.

    But those things are small potatoes. The one thing I wish, with all of my heart and soul, is that my son could embrace, with confidence, everything about himself….the good the bad the flaws the skills the perfect imperfection. I wish that he could look the world in the face without so much as a blink of hesitation and be comfortable enough to just be, without an ounce of regret, the fantastic awesome kid I know he is.

  1606. So many great, and sad, wishes. I wish I had the same confidence in myself that others have in me.
    I wish I knew if my dogs think I am taking good care of them. I wish I could solve the problems people cry on my shoulder.

  1608. Since I can’t wish for life to get better (can I? may I? that light at the end of the tunnel feels like it doesn’t even exist), I wish I were healthy, that the chemistry in my brain would abracadabra somehow, so I’d have the strength to make my own light…

  1609. I wish my mom wasn’t just diagnosed with cancer.
    I wish I had faith in myself.
    I wish I wasn’t depressed.
    I wish I was either at a healthy weight or could accept myself at the weight I am at without constantly berating myself.
    I wish I could stop comparing my insides to people’s outsides.
    I wish I wanted to have sex with my husband.

  1610. I wish I could grant these wishes for everyone because I’m happy and I think you all deserve that basic human right.

  1611. I wish I felt physically healthy
    I wish my husband was more compassionate
    I wish my dog didnt have permanent lung disease at only a year old
    I wish my pit bull & mastiff were still alive
    I wish it was legal to kill animal abusers and neglectors.
    I wish my childhood had been happy
    I wish I could help all the people with anxiety (like ive helped myself worh my anxiety) by having them understand about stress hormones (adrenaline loops included) and the fight or flight response
    I wish to be well enough to have a child
    I wish I could undo sun damage
    I wish I cold comfort everyone who feels alone/helpless

  1612. I wish I had good time management skills.

    I wish I could work from home at least 3 days a week.

    I wish I were less anxious, angry and sad.

  1614. I wish I had told her how I felt 20 years ago instead of watching her walk away.

  1615. I wish– I would be more courageous and listen to my body.
    I wish to be in love and be loved in return. I wish to not get stressed at work and at home on a daily basis. I wish for proper night sleep.
    I wish to feel less alone (sometimes)

  1616. I wish depression came with a warning alarm. Every day I realize, “Today I am not depressed,” and wonder when the lying bastard will strike again.

    Also, lately, I’ve been wishing for a better understanding of myself so I can be a better person to more people.

  1617. I wish that we weren’t buried under debt from poor choices and my husband’s economy-driven mid-life career change.
    I wish that I could work from home so I could spend more time with my daughter.
    I wish that things had worked out differently and we had more kids and less miscarriages.
    I wish that I had a day to myself with no lists of things that have to get done or places to be.
    I wish that my husband believed in PDAs, even though he is a good husband in general.
    I wish that we can give our daughter everything she needs to become a happy, well-adjusted, independent and successful adult.
    I wish that my grandmother would never get any older or sick.
    I wish that this list couldn’t keep going on and on…

  1618. 1. I wish I had more will power.
    2. I wish we were out of debt.
    3. I wish I could take my son to LA to visit my brother and Disney.
    4. I wish I didn’t have to shave.
    5. I wish that my husband wouldn’t be so hard on himself.

  1620. I already wrote on this wish list… but reading all these posts, I have new wishes.

    I wish Jenny would be even more recognized for all of her efforts and all of her successes at uniting so many people who feel stranded and alone.
    I wish everyone who wrote something, after hitting “submit”, felt at least a tiny bit better that they wrote out their worries for someone else to read.
    I wish everyone who wrote something read some of these wishes, and thought one of the two following thoughts: 1) “I’m not alone” or 2) “I could be in a worse position”.
    I wish everyone who read some of these wishes thought, “All I want to do is give everyone a hug and tell them, ‘we’re going to get through this, and be better for it.'”

    Jenny, you’re an inspiration.

  1622. Sara (#1577), I believe the way you wrote it the first time is correct. I was always told the rule was if you take the other subject out (“every woman in the world”), the sentence still has to make sense.

    Becky (#1561), I don’t know you, but I am giving you a giant internet hug right now.

  1623. I wish for all these wonderful peoples wishes to come true and i wish and i pray that you never ever ever stop writing here because you are amazing and funny and wonderful. I also wish for Victor to never forget what a wonderful wife he has.

  1625. My baby is one week late today. I wish it would just be born. And born easily. Come on, baby! I want to meet you!

  1626. I wish that, when my husband tells me I’m beautiful, I believed him.

  1630. I wish my teenage daughter wasn’t in so much pain that she cuts her beautiful skin and cries herself to sleep at night. I wish I didn’t know how she feels.

  1632. I wish I was pregnant – and that my baby would have the correct number of chromosomes, no more, no less than 46.

    I wish that George RR Martin would hurry the heck up with finishing the game of thrones books. i NEED to know what happens.

  1637. I really wish I could appreciate the awesomeness of my life, without anxiety ruining it for me.

  1639. I wish I knew whether I’m going to live to see my children grow to be adults- and if not, I wish I knew what I needed to tell them now so they’ll be prepared for adulthood and not feel abandoned by me, because abandonment sucks.

  1641. I wish financial aid would give me back my grant for my last year as an undergrad. >_<

  1642. I wish I had a space of my own.
    I wish I didn’t feel guilty for wishing for something for myself.

  1643. I wish I could hug my kiddies RIGHT NOW, but I can’t since they are away for a month visiting their grandparents.

    I also wish I didn’t obsess over things like my daughter’s toys that were “misplaced” when the airline “misplaced” their luggage — I can’t stop thinking about who would steal her little Ariel and Belle princess dolls, and her old raggedy stuffed dog that is so precious to her.

    And I wish the migraine that is building around my eyes would just go away.

  1644. I wish I had a dissertation topic.
    I wish I didn’t have to write a dissertation.
    I wish I weren’t afraid of letting people down/perceptions of failure if I just didn’t write one.
    I wish I had more self-confidence.
    I wish I weren’t scared of meaningful romantic relationships.
    I wish I knew what to do with my life.

  1645. I’d wish this relationship would be the one that lasted.
    I’d wish my kids would never know the heartache I have.
    I’d wish I could finally do something big with my life.
    I’d wish I’d never have to worry about money again.
    And, of course, I’d wish for a rainbow-striped unicorn that farted glitter and confetti and also worked as a functioning trash compactor and lawn service.

  1646. I wish I believed in myself more. And in that believing of myself, I could become what I have always dreamed to be. A writer and a full time photographer.
    I want to create new worlds and I want others to be excited about it as I am (in both writing and photography)!

  1647. I wish that the pain I’ve experience in the past could obviate the need for anyone else to ever experience such pain.

    I wish that I were better at tolerating uncertainty.

    And, since I can’t be completely serious, I wish that Firefly had been allowed more than one season and one movie, ’cause the graphic novels are kinda shite.

  1648. Wishing my boyfriend in the army was home NOW instead of waiting until November. Or maybe I wish it was November? Either way, it sucks.

  1649. I wish I could see myself through other people’s eyes, specifically my fiance’s. She looks at me as though I am the most gorgeous, talented, witty and intelligent woman to ever set foot on the earth and I’d like to see that even if it’s only for 10 minutes.

  1650. I wish I knew for sure if all my cancer is gone. I’m 10 months in but I’ve got a whole lifetime ahead of me to freak out that it’s going to come back.

    Also I wish for a dog. Maybe a corgi like Ein from Cowboy Bebop. A super smatass dog that I wouldn’t have to train, and that could train me. I really want the dog if I have to prioritize.

  1651. I wish I had been blessed with enough nerve and confidence back in high school to have walked up to a certain boy named Dean and kissed him silly.

    I wish I could wiggle my nose and make things appear/disappear like Samantha Stevens in Bewitched.

    I wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up. (I’m 40.)

    I wish I liked science, cooking and exercising.

  1652. And a couple more to add:

    I wish my BIL wasn’t an alcoholic douche-canoe so my kids could get to know their cousin.

    I wish my FIL wasn’t a rigid, myopic douche-canoe so I wouldn’t have to worry so much about him warping my kids when they spend time with him.

  1653. i wish that one of my oldest friends would have listened to what i was trying to tell her.
    i wish that she would talk to me again, if for nothing else to let me say i’m sorry if i didn’t say things right.
    i wish i liked my in-laws.
    i wish i wasn’t so shy, or at least could be kinder to myself about it.
    i wish i was kinder to others, too, for many, many things.
    i really, really, really wish children and animals would only know happiness and loving touches.
    i wish i was the person my husband is, the most remarkable man still after decades together.
    i wish i had longer legs.
    i wish i could eats lots of cheese, every day — i wish EVERYONE could do that. or potato chips. or cheesecake.
    i wish my brain would just shut up every once in a while.
    i wish my hair wasn’t so damn all over the place.
    i wish — and hope — my friends know how much i love them, how amazing they are, how fortunate i am.
    i wish some small peace and brightness for everyone who’s written here…

  1654. I wish my husband was as enthusiastic about getting a pet pot bellied pig as I am. But, now, I’m pretty sure I want a sloth instead. Maybe that’ll get a better reaction. 🙂

  1656. i forgot one — i wish i could ride a little red vespa scooter, very fast, along a coast somewhere.

  1657. I wish:
    1. I could take care of my family
    2. I could take care of myself
    3. I was healthier
    4. I do something I love to make a living

  1660. I wish I didn’t suffer anxiety over things that I think are silly and small. I also wish that wrestling myself into a pair of Spanx didn’t cause me rage sweats.

  1662. I wish I didn’t give up so easily when things get hard (fortunately my marriage is an exception to this, but it’s also not particularly hard) and/or when I get disillusioned by imperfection.
    I wish I were better at enjoying imperfection.
    I wish my brain didn’t shut off when I get anxious, only to show up hours later repeating everything I *should* have said on endless loop.
    I wish those ants in my kitchen would just go away because I really don’t want to have to commit ant genocide.
    I wish I didn’t have to choose between a healthy uterus and early menopause.
    I wish cancer didn’t take so damn many really awesome people off the planet way too soon.
    I wish the world cared more about people than money.
    I wish chocolate melted fat.

  1663. I wish for Erin that she becomes that great Mother that I know she will be or if that is not the path that is set for her that she is blessed to be the godmother, honorary aunt, favorite cousin or finds that peace and balance that I have.

  1664. I wish my Mom could be here to see my son doing the million little amazing things he does every second

  1665. I wish I knew when to use ‘who’ or ‘whom’

    I wish I could have one drink without following it with 50 more because not being able to drink socially is annoyingly limiting.

    I wish my twelve year old would stop talking back.

    I wish I could go to school at Hogwarts.

    I wish I could write – well.

  1666. I wish there were not so many comments above that make my soul ache.
    I wish people could learn to live with “enough and some to share” so that we could all have the same.
    I wish I could once again have the child-like trust that people in power will act in accordance with what is the best for the greatest good and not their own greed.
    I wish I didn’t keep wondering “what is the point of it all?” and answer “don’t really care.”

  1667. I actually do wish for a horse. I rode horses from the time I was a kid up until I left for college and I really, really miss it. Having kids and a “real” job doesn’t leave a lot of time for me.
    I also wish that chocolate melted fat – that would be awesome!

  1668. I wish I could be happy living in the moment and not always feel anxious about what’s coming next.

  1669. I wish everyone would know how much less alone I feel after reading the wishes

  1670. I wish for forgiveness… Or maybe even just compassion or understanding. Good ol’ fashioned acceptance.

  1671. I wish I could see her one more time, to tell her I love her more than anything. I wish I could tell her thank you for teaching me how to be a mother.
    I wish I could take away my husband’s anxiety and depression forever.
    I wish I could spend every waking moment with my son and never get irritated with the curve balls life throws at us.
    I wish we had a place of our own for our growing family.
    I wish pregnancy didn’t make me crazy.
    I wish that I could give my best friend my uterus when I don’t need it anymore.
    I wish that love really was all you need.
    I wish Jenny knew how much she helped me when I reached out to her via email so many months ago. I will never forget the words she said to comfort me, a complete stranger that had no where else to turn. Thank You Jenny, I wish all your wishes come true.

  1672. I wish my teenage daughter didn’t have to cut her beautiful skin to make herself feel better. I wish she didn’t cry herself to sleep. I wish she didn’t feel invisible or worthless. I wish I didn’t know how she felt.

    I also wish it was sunny and I wasn’t sunburned so I could go to the beach today.

  1673. *I wish that I hadn’t treated him the way I did and I wish that he hadn’t done what he did.
    *I wish that my marriage wasn’t ending
    *most of all I wish he would just tell the truth…even if we have to part, I’d like to part knowing the truth and being able to trust him again someday so that we can raise our daughter “together” the best we can being apart.
    *I wish I had my life back…

  1674. I wish I hadn’t made so many mistakes raising my kids (especially my oldest). Maybe if I’d have been a better mom, they wouldn’t have so many problems now.

  1676. I wish I had a little less chronic pain. I wish I could fix all the things for the people I love. And at the moment, I wish whomever painted my kitchen before I moved here had not slopped paint all over the window frames, because I have no idea how to get that shit off.

  1677. I wake up angry every morning that I’m still here. I wish that didn’t happen.
    I wish I could find peace in my soul.
    I wish my heart and head would communicate better.

  1678. A very belated thought: Jenny, I wish you didn’t feel that wishing to be less sad or less scared was selfish. It’s not. And I wish for you to be less sad and less scared.

  1679. I also wish I didn’t need so many meds to make it through the day (I’m looking at you, Xanax and Celexa!)
    And, I wish I could meet you, Jenny, so we could hide in the bathroom and have an awkward conversation together. You’re such an inspiration, and when facing difficult situations, I seriously ask myself WWJ(enny)D. The answer usually involves wine or Xanax, but that’s okay. 😉
    (If I couldn’t meet you, my other choice is Neil Gaiman. Him, or The Doctor – 10th or 11th, preferably.)

  1680. I wish your blog shop had a “Depression Lies” mug because some mornings … ugh. I wish I had someone to tell me that, but my roommates are small dogs who spend most of their time licking butts and being scared of kibble 😡

    (You are brave, and you are wonderful, and thank you for writing your blog.)

  1681. I wish I could cure my PTSD so I wasn’t still terrified of physical intimacy at 44.

  1682. I wish for my husband to land a new job. I wish for my nephew to heal fully from a roll-over accident and face down the demons that brought about the accident. I wish for safety and godspeed for another nephew who just became a Green Beret.

  1684. I wish there was a cure for alzheimer’s cause I’d really like my Mom back.

  1685. I wish I lived in a tiny house in a pocket community, less a wish, more like an obsession. My co-workers share the wish that I could live in a pocket community, mostly so that I will stop talking about all the wonderful ways my life (and the whole world) could change if more home builders shared the obsession!

  1686. I wish I had enough fiscal wherewithal to support my family comfortably (nothing crazy but able to pay off homes, cover school expenses, etc) – my immediate 4-some as well as my Mom and three youngest brothers (she’s a widow and they are 14, 13, 13) and my brother and his wife, stepson and infant son so none of us had to worry about that aspect of life anymore!

    I wish my Dad was still with us that would alleviate the above wish.

    I wish, above all things, that my children are loving and loved after they leave our home. That they find the kind of happiness my husband and I have and spread that love even further into the world. Goodness knows, the world needs as much love as we can give it!

  1689. I wish that when I get up in the morning that I am actually glad I woke up.

  1690. I wish that no matter what, anytime I went to buy something, I always had exact change in my wallet.

  1692. I wish all the above wishes didn’t break my heart.
    I wish I could love and accept me for me.
    I wish I could trust the love others feel for me.
    I wish I knew if I’m doing a good job as a mom.
    I wish I had a cat.
    I wish cancer didn’t exist.
    I wish dish-canoe was a more popular phrase.

  1693. my mom always said you only need 3 wishes. Health, wealth, and Happiness. For everyone.

  1694. I wish my ex-husband would pay child support. He owes our twin sons over $50,000. I’m honored to support my family but man, it gets rough! I also wish the Texas Attorney General’s Office cared a little more. I’ve worked with their office for 4 years and have nothing to show for it except frustration.

  1697. I just wish everyone would get their wishes.
    My problems are small compared to most.
    No one should have to suffer.

  1698. I also wish I were less scared. I need a new job and a place to live, and I landed an interview but now I’m terrified of the interview.

  1700. I wish I could really, truly, deeply help people. It’s a flaw in my character that is the result of growing up wanting to “fix” my mother. I believed that if I could just say the right thing to her, in the right way, I could make her not be so sad, and not drink so much. Now I just have the desire to give one person the best piece of advice they’ve ever heard, that is worded in just such a way, that they are so terribly inspired by it that they follow the advice to the letter and then their lives are transformed into a perfect example of happiness, success, comfort, love, contentment, joy and fully realized ambitions. I really wish I could do that.

    And win the lottery.

  1701. I wish I could sing (well).

    I wish my soul mate and I had met earlier in life, then maybe we would be together now.

  1703. I wish we could go to Hawaii like we planned 10 years ago for our 10th Anniversary. I miss my dad and I wish he could have met my spouse, at least once.

  1704. I wish i didn’t have to stress about money. AND that my dog didn’t just kill 13 of my chickens.

  1705. I wish I weren’t 41 and still wishing I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up … I wish I had a job I loved, and I wish someone would just call me out of the blue and offer it to me.

  1706. I wish that my husband could have more of the thoughts that make him happy and fewer of the ones that make him anxious and that each day the happy thoughts increased so that one day the silence in his head would make his heart sing. And then we both could breathe easily.

  1707. I wish I had the will power to lose weight.
    I know what to do. I have the tools to lose weight. I know it’s unhealthy to live like a sloth, but I still do. I know I should be walking and exercising instead of hiding out in front of this computer or in front of a tv for hours a day, but I do.
    I wish
    I wish…

  1709. ummmm…. i’m really computer illiterate. can anyone tell me why it says “your comment is awaiting moderation” next to the entries i made much earlier in the day, no.s 1622 and 1624? what does that mean? can you even read this? man, I WISH I UNDERSTOOD COMPUTERS! seriously, i wish i did. they baffle me.

  1711. I wish two young people I know hadn’t died this week. Pray for their families.

  1712. I wish my marriage were more what I had hoped for.
    I wish we could all accept ourselves for who we are without so much guilt and depression.
    And sign me up for one of those house elves because I also wish my house was always clean!
    I guess I just wish for a little bit more of what I have (except weight, I don’t need more of that!)…

  1713. I wish for the complete mental, physical, and emotional health of everybody in the world. I think it would solve a lot of problems, except for the doctors cause they’d suddenly be all out of work. But they’re smart people, I’m sure they could figure out something else to do. I could use someone to do my yard work.

  1714. I wish he would have never cheated on me. Multiple times. I wish I had the strength and money to finally leave. I wish I could poke his eyeball out the next time he tells me it won’t happen again..

  1715. I wish for strength and confidence.
    I wish for peace in my heart.
    I wish for health and happiness for my kids.
    I wish for 1 awesome encounter with Thor.

  1716. I would wish that I could touch someone’s body and instantly have it. I would just bum rush Pre Mastectomy Angelina Jolie. Epic.

  1717. I wish I could meet you. Before that sounds super creepy and kind of stalkery, hear me out;
    For 10+ years, I’ve been struggling with depression, PTSD, suicide, and anxiety. Reading your book was really amazing because 1) it was the first thing in several months to make me laugh during a really bad bout, and 2) it’s always been hard to find people who relate to mental illness, but not only relate but try to actually live in spite of it. I’ve had too many people nodding heads and murmuring things like “I’m so, so sorry that you have to go through with that” instead of “hey, this sucks and all, but let’s find a way to get through it so you’re not struggling with a question of living or hiding in the ‘cave of despair’ that you dub your bed on an hourly basis.”

    You’re one of the few people I know who, despite everything, seems relatively comfortable in their own skin and being who they are, which is something I don’t see around me enough. I wish I could live your Red Dress philosophy always, not just sometimes but -always-, which has gotten to the uncomfortable point where I’ll prance around in my dress of choice and scream out “I’M A MOTHERFUCKING PRINCESS” on optimistic but not necessarily good days. Being utterly ridiculous is sometimes the only way I can get through the week. My therapist laughs at my jokes but in this awkward knowing laugh that tells me that I’m being inappropriately blunt. My boyfriend groans in a way I imagine Victor must groan. I wish we could compare groans.

    Most of all, I wish it wasn’t so hard living like this. I wish it was easier to believe that people care, not on a sometimes basis but an always basis. I wish it wasn’t so easy to hate myself when I’m depressed because I am such an ugly, mean creature that can barely stand to be around others. I wish I didn’t have to question if I’ll be alive long enough to do what I want to do with my life, cos what I’m doing now is just living minute to minute. I wish I could see myself getting married and having a child and achieving dreams more than I see myself struggling to wake up.

    I guess what I’m trying to say is I wish I could meet you, cos even if you struggle you’ve learned to live as fully as possible, where as I feel like I’ve only learned to exist. I wish I could say thanks for the small moments you have taught me how to live, even if I’m still trying to figure out what that means.

  1718. I wish people would start using the subjunctive correctly in English.
    I wish it would drive me less batshit crazy when people use it wrong.

    (Yours was perfect, btw.)

    I also wish my student loan debt would go away.

  1720. This post has given me the courage to start my own blog. It’s pitiful and small, but I hope it draws in the same wonderful people I have experienced here.

  1721. I wish I could be good at one thing.
    Well, if I could wish it I wish I could be amazing at just one thing.

    I wish my OCD would go away.

    I wish I could meet The bloggess.

  1722. I wish I knew what a subjunctive was. And I wish I could eat fried chicken and pizza all day, everyday (why is everyday one word and all day 2 words?) without the negative effects of weight gain and eventually death. And strongly second the wish I wasn’t scared thing. AND I wish you weren’t sad. Yes – I just used a wish up on you. It was worth it, I swear.

  1723. I can only echo what Denise said: “I wish there were not so many comments above that make my soul ache.” Reading them reminds me that I don’t need to wish for anything. I just wish good people didn’t have to suffer.

  1724. A new job and an all-expenses month-long vacation at Disney (or maybe year-long because, why not?).

  1726. Wow, so many wishes. (I am not proud of some of these.)

    I wish…
    1. I hadn’t married him.
    2. I hadn’t had them.
    3. I had paid more attention when I was younger and figured myself out before it was too late.
    4. I had been serious about fitness a lot earlier because I’m doing it now, but it feels like I’m too old and too married for a good body to really matter.
    5. I had taken more chances when I finished college and built my career.
    6. I could travel, REALLY travel.
    7. My bathrooms and floors and clothes were self-cleaning.
    8. I could have really great, amazing, mind-blowing sex.
    and mostly…
    9. That HE would want me as much as I want him and we would both be brave enough to admit it and see where it goes – but that no one we love would get hurt in the process.

    *sigh*

  1727. I wish I could believe in the me my friends see
    I wish my inner confidence matched my outer confidence
    I wish we hadn’t given up so easily

  1728. I wish I could have saved Sarahmonster’s cats too.
    I wish I could pay for graduate school to get my master’s in counseling.
    I wish my boyfriend were closer.
    I wish I feel as beautiful as he tells me I am.
    I wish I could have saved my friend Joseph. Actually, I just wish someone could’ve, or that he could’ve seen the worth we all saw in him. I wish he hadn’t taken his own life.
    I wish that I could do more for others.
    I wish that I could make time slow down.

    I also wish that every single person who commented on this post has one of their wishes come true. Infinite love to all of you <3

  1729. I wish that I could see my son, I miss him so much. He lives in Colorado, and I live in Michigan.

  1730. I also wish that my boyfriend wasn’t so absolutely perfect so I wouldn’t have to choose between a life with him and a life pursuing my dream career. To wish that he hadn’t been accepted into his dream law school or to wish that I didn’t love him so much seems absolutely horrible to say so i’ll stick to that. I wish these decisions were easier.

  1731. For 20 minutes with my dead Granddda … I’d even settle for 10 … and it doesn’t even have be 10 minutes before he got on a flight to FL for the last time … just 10 minutes.

  1732. I wish I had a sister. Even at 47 years old, its hard being the only girl. Sister in laws don’t get my sense of humour (how do they not know that the Zombie Apocalypse is coming!!). Not a single one of them has ever watched Firefly. Seriously. Nutters, all of them.

  1733. I wish for my SIL to have the strength, courage and right meds to kick depression’s ass. And for her to know how much we all love, admire and respect her. She should never feel ashamed or embarrassed about what she’s going through, and she’s one of the best and strongest people I know. If you are reading this, please know that you are loved more than you could ever imagine. Remember that depression lies… you are amazing and strong and beautiful, inside and out!

  1734. I wish that I could make everyone’s wishes come true. I see so much pain on here, and it breaks my heart. Every single one of you, I hope you read this, you do things every single day that other people see that they don’t comment on, but that inspire them. I see people that are struggling, hurting and dying, but carrying on with dignity, and just doing what is right, and it makes me want to be a better person because of it. You are seen, you are an inspiration. There are people who will miss you. You are loved. Carry on.

  1735. I wish for chocolate.
    I wish someone could find a cure for cancer and every other damn disease out there.
    I wish for a good night’s sleep.
    I wish for more chocolate.

  1736. I wish that my there would be a cure for spinal cord injury that would restore the injured person to their full function that they had pre-injury. My husband is a quadriplegic. This is my wish.

  1737. I wish I were braver…
    and I wish I could play any card game without making people want to kill me.

  1739. I wish I were more motivated. I wish I were happier. I wish I could start school tomorrow. I wish I could have a job that fufilled me. I wish I could know my future.

  1740. I wish I had a little house in the country like the one my ex and I lived in…only without him. And a few hundred miles away. But man, that was a great house!

  1741. I wish that someone would say, “thank you” at work. I wish I could ask my dad all the questions I have and can’t ask him anymore. I wish I could get a hug.But what I really wish is that I would remember that the only real thing I can complain about is my height. Everything else can be changed, manipulated, etc – if you really wish it to be so. Working on that one.

  1742. I wish I could fix all the things that are hurting the people I love the way that I can fix things that are broken at work.

  1743. I wish Texas wasn’t such a red, redneck state with an idiot for governor.

  1744. I wish I could see myself as others see me and to be able to keep that perspective each time I looked into the mirror. I wish all the people in my life would know without any doubt how loved they are and that knowledge would be enough to boost their spirits and allow them to leave a wake of smiles as they make their daily travels. Then I’d have to wish to wake up and not take reality so heavily – I’ll never get out alive!

  1745. I wish I didn’t hurt all the time… or more so, I wish I was completely healthy and without reasons to hurt all the time.

  1749. I wish that my husband would help around the house a little more, or at least show more appreciation for what I get done around the house. I also wish that I’d either get my period or positive pregnancy test, because I’m late and feel like shit and I want to know definitively one way or the other!

  1750. I wish for you a quick recovery from your surgery (that was yesterday, right?), and I wish my chronic pain would disappear! Oh, and I wish all in the TX lege who voted for HB2 and who vote for SB1 to be kicked out of office and forced to have invasive exams of their “parts” on a daily basis until they die. Even better if they have to have those exams in a back alley….

  1751. “I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner. That is what I’d truly like to beee….eeeee.eeee. ‘Cause if I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner……..everyone would be in love with me!”

  1752. I wish I wasn’t such a spooky chicken-shit….I wish I were braver.
    I wish I could make a decision with speed and surety… instead of looking at the matter in question from every possible fucking angle and then rinsing and repeating.

  1753. I wish that I didn’t have to choose between paying rent and paying the gas bill so it won’t get turned off. I wish the gas company could have been a little more understanding in what I could pay. I wish I didn’t feel like such a loser right now.

  1756. One more wish….I live down the block from a fire station, so I hear sirens off and on all night. So, I wish I could get one really good night’s sleep. Like the kind of good sleep where you wake up the next morning feeling like Julie-Fucking-Andrews singing on a mountain top.

  1757. I’m being selfish: after a miscarriage, a horrible accident, and a divorce, and 5 years, now my life is pretty good. BUT….I wish I could get laid. Just, you know, sometime this year?

  1759. I wish I was a little bit taller
    I wish I was a baller
    If I had a phone and a girl
    I would call her

  1760. My one selfish wish is for a job. Right now I’d take any job but since this is WISHING, I wish for:
    a job in the library/archives field that pays at least 40,000 a year and includes health insurance. If I had that, my life would be pretty much perfect and I would be happy (most of the time) and also have the meds and therapy I need which I don’t have now.

  1762. I wish I believed in myself.
    I wish I would never miss out on anything again because I felt too fat/loud/gross/obnoxious/awkward/… to be around people.

  1763. I wish I could find a profession I love (with benefits!) instead of just a job I take to keep a roof over my head that only lasts several months until they close, or can’t afford to hire help anymore 🙁
    …that or I wish I could retire!

  1764. I wish my tinnitus would go away. Ear-ringing for three months starts to make you crazy.

    I wish I had a new, awesome job.

  1766. I wish my stepson had not molested my daughter. I wish that it was all less complicated. I wish that I hadn’t waited my whole life to meet someone that I wanted to spend my life with only to have it ripped apart. I wish my husband and his family understood. I wish we didn’t have two children together keeping me forever tied to a man and his son that I want so desperately to get away from because I love one and I hate the other. And while I’m at it… I want more wishes goddamnit.

  1768. i wish this mania rage would go away.
    i wish i had a place to vent.
    i wish i could disappear for awhile and not have to worry about life.

  1769. I wish my father wasn’t an alcoholic and that we had a better relationship.

  1770. I wish I could wave a wand, and my mom’s house would be cleaned out, the kitchen renovated, all interiors painted, and then all my own crap was culled, sorted and magically transported to that house so I could quit commuting an unholy amount of miles every day. Oh, and I’d want to be really, REALLY organized, once all that was done so I could keep it that way.

  1771. I wish everyone who wanted a baby could have one. I’ve been there, it’s heartbreaking.

  1774. I wish so badly that we could have a child. I wish that my miscarriage had never happened because I had accepted that my body couldn’t make babies- but now knowing that I can make them but not grow them is a whole new level of pain. And I wish I could reach out and hug the rest of you tightly and make everything better for all of you.

  1775. I wish I could read for 8 hours every day.

    I wish I could watch Drunk History almost every day.

    I wish policemen would STOP. SHOOTING. DOGS.

  1776. I wish Google would stop directing people to my blog because they seached “sex girls coloring pictures.” I just feel like I’m disappointing them. I’m running unusually low on my X-rated coloring books. Not to mention tickle-me-pink crayons.

  1777. I wish Jen from epbot.com and cakewrecks.com felt better and/or lived closer to me so I could hug her.

  1778. I wish I had been braver or stronger and told someone about the molestation when it was happening, and not 20yrs later when it still affected me, made me terrified of sex, and ruined my marriage.

    I wish I had someone who loved me enough to want to fight for me, and protect me.

    I wish I wasn’t such a mess that I feel like the world would be better off with me gone.

  1779. I wish I didn’t have PPD/anxiety and I could actually enjoy these fleeting first months.

  1781. I wish my boyfriend’s other girlfriend would cheerfully go away and then he could be my husband. Oh yeah, and that my basement would stop filling up with rain so my cats could find their litter boxes without getting wet feet.

  1783. I wish I had Bilbo Baggins’ house. And I wish I could resolve certain regrets.

  1784. I’ve always wished I could see myself without using a mirror. Like, see myself the way others see me. But I am not really comfortable with wishing for removable eyeballs. And even if I could, I would then be looking at my own eyeball-less face, which would scare the shit out of me. So, yeah, I’m not totally sure how to go about wishing for this…ideas anyone?

  1785. Healthy..I wish I were healthy. I have a multitude of autoimmune diseases/disorders or whatever they are called this week. I wish they would all just go away. The fibromyalgia,RA,lupus,diabetes,asthma,so on and so on. We could all then look like the happy people from the Coke commercials back in the 70s and 80s, smiling , singing the nice little Coke song , sharing coke in glass bottles ! Happy people !!! The world would be so much happier .

  1786. I wish the roof was done. (the roofer just started today, he was supposed to start june 8th- but because of the rain- That keeps raining and coming into my house…) I am really tired of water ruining my shit.

  1787. I wish I knew how to end poisonous relationships and I wish I didn’t feel bad for wanting ending them.

  1788. I wish I could find a better job. I’m making it on the one I have, but barely. So if something goes wrong, I’m kinda screwed.

  1789. @ Jessica #1769 – I’m so sorry to read about your health problems. Have you been tested for Lyme disease? My boss’s son was diagnosed with all those same conditions before he finally tested positive for Lyme. It’s been hell for them but he’s slowly getting better.

  1790. I wish I had more patience. I wish my son didn’t know the words “we can’t afford it.” I wish I didn’t have to desperately search craigslist for a roommate just so we don’t end up homeless since my brother in law bailed and we can’t afford this place on our own and can’t afford to move. I wish I had friends.

  1791. I wish others wouldn’t judge me based on the fact that I don’t want to have kids. I wish I wasn’t so terrified of the thought. I wish he would forgive me this. I wish other people could have the babies that I am too afraid to have.

  1792. I wish that i didnt snap at my wife when my period comes around. I go from happy and sweet and loving to a profanity spewing crying bitching wife who should be put into a jail cuz im so nasty

  1793. I don’t wish I wasn’t bipolar. I don’t wish I didn’t have a phobia. These things are part of who I am.

    I do wish they didn’t affect my life like they do.

    I wish I allowed myself to open up to love.

    I wish I didn’t allow my heart to break when I finally open up.

    I wish I had unlimited quiche.

  1794. When you write the short ones, I feel like they are powerful.

    I wish I was little scared too.

    I wish I cared less about what people thought of me — be one of those people who can genuinely pick themselves up, dust themselves off and carry on, knowing they are worth it. Dare to dream.

  1795. I wish I didn’t have the compulsion to tell you that you used the subjunctive correctly. Basically you use “‘were” when it’s a wish or a dream. However, you would not use it if it could be true. Although in your world nearly everything could be true, so I’m not sure you’d ever need to use the subjunctive — unless you’re talking wishes.

    http://www.quickanddirtytips.com/education/grammar/subjunctive-verbs

  1796. I wish my brother wasn’t a meth-head.
    I wish he hadn’t abandoned his children.
    I wish his kids didn’t have to live their meth-addicted mother.
    I wish I could put my family back together.
    I wish I could give my nieces the lives they deserve.

  1798. Small – A big bottle of my fave wine (New Age) and a huge chunk of vanilla fudge.

    Large – All of the homeless and animals in shelters to find good loving homes and be cared for their entire lives. Oh! And a cure for AIDS! And Cancer!

  1801. I wish that more people would hire me to read their Tarot cards so I could help them.

    I wish that my edema would go away forever so my hands and feet and ankles and wrists would stop hurting.

    I wish that my adult children would find the exact right partner who would love and cherish them as we do.

    I wish that all of the wishes before mine would come true.

    And, I wish that anyone who is lonely or feeling alone would come to my blog and say hi, because I promise we’ll all say hi back.

  1802. I wish we could have met in high school. I could have used a friend like you. Although based on our mutual weirdness we probably would have been too awkward and anxious to actually talk enough to become friends…. But this wish is selfish so there it is.

  1803. I wish I was home right now, with my dogs, with my husband and on my 2 acres of fruit trees, veg garden and meadow…but I am here, at the Gaylord in D.C. working for a group of people who have a steep road to climb but don’t want my considerable professional, project management or HR skills to help them. They just want me to be “the Secretary”. I wish people could see beyond role…beyond judgments and accept the gifts everyone brings to the party instead of just those they limit themselves to.

  1804. I wish I understood myself better.
    I wish I could eat anything I want without unwanted effects to my body.

  1805. I wish that I did not have to deal with anxiety
    I wish that I did not have to deal with depression
    I wish my thyroid problem did not make them worse
    I wish the my conditions did not make me lose my job, my apartment and income
    I wish that I got approved for SSi so I did not have to burden my family
    I wish I could explain it well enough so people believed me

    Sux but I’m moving forward one day at a time. :/

  1806. I wish I were braver.
    I wish my job (that I love!) was a bit more stable.
    I wish I had a lovely dance partner… or just a lovely partner who likes dancing, either way.

  1808. I would wish for you, Jenny, to be less sad. Because my wishes have come true. Great husband, good life, meds that work most of the time, and I AM GONNA BE A GRANDMA! So my wish is for you to be the happy person that you are meant to be, since you make all of us so happy so very often. My second wish would be to learn to use other words for “happy”, since I have overused that word in this comment.

  1809. I wish I didn’t have social anxiety.
    I wish I didn’t have depression.
    I wish that I thought more of myself.
    I wish I was in a better place financially so that I did not have to depend on the help of my family.
    I wish for my son to grow up to be happy and healthy and to know how much I love him.

  1810. I wish that there was one extra day to the weekend and 4 hours extra in each day.
    I wish I could get a puppy.
    I wish I could just be happy with what I have (which is all awesome, but I always want more).

  1812. I wish cheese burned fat.
    I wish wine was calorie free.
    I wish a strapless bra wouldn’t have to be hoisted back over my boobs every ten minutes…AND
    I wish everyone could be a little nicer.

  1813. I wish for a long happy healthy life for my kids.
    I also wish for a never ending supply of Grey Goose and DiSaronno (for those days when it seems there is no light at the end of the tunnel – just permanent darkness).

  1816. I wish I was as happy in my marriage as I am with just about every other aspect of my life.

    I wish my fabulous parents had healthier genes. I got some pretty crappy genes that I’ve now passed on to my own kids.

  1817. I wish I was free from the thoughts I allow to stress me the fuck out on a daily basis. And I wish my grandma were still alive.

  1818. After reading all the wishes, I wish for all of your WISHES to come true, mine seem worthless in comparision

  1819. I wish I had money to pay off even a small portion of my debt so I could do something fun in life, instead of scraping to just have grocery money.
    I wish my creative/artistic side had a paying audience instead of some nice comments here and there.
    I wish that when I really tried I didn’t fail.

  1820. I wish that my husband could slay his inner demons.
    I wish I hadn’t given up my career to be his wife.
    I wish I had an escape route that wouldn’t burden anybody else.
    And I wish that I could take my son and go.

  1821. I wish for a teaching job to pay for the 6 years of student loans it took to get my teaching degree. *Sigh*

  1822. A child (or two) for my daughter and her husband, a life free of anxiety for my son, a job in which my husband is appreciated and finally…a house that’s always clean. Those are my wishes.

  1823. I wish I didn’t let my fear stop me from doing all the things I want to do.

  1824. I wish I’d be less insecure about not having a “super best friend that I can spill everything to” because everyone needs to have one/should have one/(already) has one. I’ve lived fine without for so long, I’d just wish people would stop rubbing it in (oops that’s two) (and by people I mean my mom, who is worried I have no friends, which is understandable since I don’t tell her stuff, but it stings and blah).

    I also wish I didn’t have genetically inherited high blood cholesterol, but at least I get straight As, so the genes balance out.

  1825. Right now? My wishes are for a home to live in, and to not live less than paycheck to paycheck. then? i’d wish for the time and money to finish my classic car Roxie – it’s a rebuild.

  1826. I wish I could make a living that would allow me to be a stay-at-home mom. I go to work and spend all day worrying about my girls. 8 yr old with bipolar and 15 yr old Asperger. Just too much on a working brain. I just wanna stay home.

  1827. I wish that more people paid attention to correct grammar, such as when a verb should be in the subjunctive mood. And yes, the verbs in your “wish” sentences are correct. (I just finished and loved your book. Thank you!)

  1828. I wish our economy would turn around and I could find a job using the Masters degree I am still paying for but has not profited me one bit. 🙁

  1829. I wish I had my student debt paid off. I’m working my butt off to get there and if I keep it up I’ll be done in the next two years (four years earlier than predicted!) Still, I feel like having it hanging over my head it preventing me from doing a lot of things in life. #blogconfessions

  1830. To A94 (comment 1444): I just wanted to let you know that, as to your first wish, you are not alone. I wish the same thing. Every day. Maybe you can do what I can’t seem to manage and remind yourself that it’s not your fault.

  1831. I wish for the kind of guy who writes Star Trek fan fiction but doesn’t look like the sort of guy who would write Star Trek fanfic. Or Zachary Quinto. I’ll take him as a consolation prize.

  1832. I wish that I hadn’t fallen last week on the 4th of July and not injured my foot on my right leg and my knee on my left because I can barely walk and it hurts like a bitch. Or I just wish that I could speed up the healing process. Whatever I can have, I would take.

  1835. I wish I could undo my depressive neural pathways (and maybe replace them with productive ones).

    I wish i wasn’t confused and at a loss when I try to think of how to relax, have fun or reward myself.

    I wish I could remember things about my mother, like her voice or smile or how her hair smelled.

    I wish I was better at taking care of myself.

    I wish I had people who were understanding and caring and positive to live with.

    I wish I wouldn’t pressure myself so much.

    I wish I had a job that earned me enough to live without making me want to die or otherwise emotionally ruining my life.

    I wish I’d learned an instrument growing up, especially the drums or piano but really anything.

    I wish my cat would be less obnoxious sometimes.

    I wish I wouldn’t think so much about eating.

    I wish I wouldn’t think so much about what to do in the future.

    I wish I wouldn’t think so much.

    I wish I had someone I could be purely myself with and physically affectionate with/I wish I didn’t feel so lonely.

    I wish I had someone to have sex with, but the last wish is probably a lot better.

    I wish the few living members of my family weren’t so disintegrated.

    I wish the floor was more comfortable to sleep on.

    I wish my bones weren’t fucked up from when I was overweight.

    I wish I had a place to live that felt like some version of home.

    I wish I was less empathic.

    I wish so many of my friends weren’t so fucked over by life and fucked up as a result.

    I wish I didn’t have such selfish wishes. And so many.

  1836. I wish that I could be better at bing at peace with today and not wait around for tomorrow.

  1837. I wish I had financial security, so that my daughter never had to worry about whether we could buy groceries/gas/necessites on any given day.

    I wish my partner understood depression, and that not everyone can “just choose to be happy” at any moment.

    I wish I will be able to one day payoff my mounting student loan debt for the degree which I have been unable to leverage into a decent job.

  1838. I wish all the folks who are wishing for children could be happy adopting rather than feeling that would be second best. I wish all adoptive parents had the resources to give their adopted children whatever care they need. I wish my (yes, adopted) son will have a wonderful life full of people who love and appreciate him, and a career that he enjoys and that provides a decent living. I wish the acquaintance of an acquaintance who’s been staying in my house would finish moving out and would realize she needs mental health help and would get it but would never cross my path again.

  1840. I wish all food was both delicious and healthy. If I can’t get that, I wish people saw beauty outside the conventional skinny mini.

    I read all these posts and wish that all their wishes come true.

  1841. I i wish i were as brave as i pretend to be. I wish i were more healthy . I wish i could hug my mom on my birthday.

  1842. I added wishes yesterday and came back to read more.
    You people are beautiful and I want to hug or help you all. And maybe have someone pat me on the back.
    I love the idea from MaryV #514 … can we have a bloggess convention?

  1843. I wish I felt loved. I wish I could die and not have family or friends suffer from the loss.

  1845. i wish i could do what i love for a living and not be so broke that i might be checking out a nice new home under a bridge…

  1847. I wish for money to pay off all the bills and leave enough to travel the world comfortably and leave my husband behind.
    I wish my family respected and appreciated me more.
    I wish I was more confident.
    I wish i was so fucked up.

  1849. I wish my friends and family (and myself) had financial security for all their lives.
    I wish everyone in the world had proper access to clean drinking water
    I wish I could get my dream job.

  1850. I wish my Dad was still alive and that we could sneak out to Carl’s Jr for milkshakes and french fries. Except I don’t really need the french fries and milk shakes if that’s too much to ask for . . .

  1852. I wish I had made better choices when I was young, I’d have a much easier life now
    I wish I had made up with my sister when I had the chance. Now she’s gone, and I’m left wondering what I missed.
    I wish I had the drive to work out that my friends seem to have.
    I wish I were four inches shorter, and proportionately smaller. I’d have a much more interesting shoe collection.

    As long as we’re wishing, I’d like to be Oprah, but with children. Because my son is worth more than $50 billion, but if I could have both… Well THAT’s a thing to wish for.

  1853. I came back to read more wishes….wow, is all I can say.

    I wish for all of you who think the world is better off without you would realize it wouldn’t be. :`(

  1855. I wish I could give Marjorie (comments 3 & 11) wish. That’s about as far as I’ve read, but I’m guessing there will be a lot more people that I’d wish could have their wishes.

  1856. –>I wish that I had so much money my “job” would be a professional philanthropist so I could help people in need in the world and travel. Win-Win.

  1857. If it is contrary to fact, then you use the subjunctive. I learned that from taking Latin. Amo te!

  1859. Believe, people, believe! Yesterday, on the way to reading tutoring, my 6YO said, “I wish I didn’t have to go to tutoring today!” And 15 minutes later we were in a traffic jam 8 cars behind a semi truck that had caught fire. I looked at her all wide-eyed and amazed and said, “Your wish came true!” And she looked back, all wide-eyed and amazed and said, “I’d better be careful about what I wish for, huh?”

  1860. I wish I could go back in time 2 months – before my girlfriend/life partner moved out, before my suicide attempt, before she broke up with me, before she crushed my hope of reconciliation, before I was hospitalized as the only alternative to getting suicide “right” the second time, before I found myself in a nightmare world where I now collapse into tears multiple times each day, and have to endure a constant, permanent sense of unfathomable loss, both at present and in the decades to come that we were supposed to share together.

  1861. I wish it was summer all year long and it only rained at night (like the middle of the night) so we could play outside all the time…no I am NOT six years old, but I like to ‘play’ outside!!

  1863. I wish we could somehow find enough money to have another kid without essentially putting ourselves in the poorhouse even considering it.

    I wish I was better at making friends in my town.

    I wish that all of your wishes come true.

  1864. I wish everyone would stop wishing and be happy with who they are, where they are with their lives and the status of the world around them.

  1866. I wish I knew what it was like to love and be loved in return.

    I wish that every time I started dating someone they didn’t run the first time my RA showed them how sick I really am.

    I wish I wasn’t sick.

    I wish my best friend hadn’t married her ex-husband because he has ruined her life. I wish she hadn’t married her current husband either because he plays mind games with her and keeps delaying their divorce.

    I wish my coworkers and my family didn’t treat me like I’m a) stupid and b) crippled. They’re why I’m saving up to move far, far away.

  1867. I wish for everyone’s wishes to come true. I wish I could hang out with Jenny (and I’m sorry I probably freaked you out at your book signing in Austin). I wish I had accepted my brother’s request to be friends on Facebook, so I wouldn’t have all this guilt about our fight now that he’s gone. I wish I knew when my husband would find a new job, so I could be at peace. I wish I could stop worrying about things – we are so lucky, I need to remember that. I wish my kids could have known my dad before the dementia started taking him from us. I wish I could win the lottery, so I could pay all my dad’s and sister’s bills, and set up the foundation to help people. I wish my best friend’s ex would get what’s coming to him, and she’d find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I wish I had one more chance to talk to mom and tell her I love her.

  1868. I wish my laundry would magically do itself. And that the bed would make itself. And that the mysterious noises I hear in the ivy on the house were made by a wandering tribe of ninja chipmunks who would befriend me and teach me to surreptitiously steal ice cream.

  1869. I wish I hadn’t donated blood today because I was told I can’t do strenuous activity for the next 24 hours. When I asked if I could still go to my kickboxing class if I took it easy I got a bunch of “NO NO NOT EVER, DO WE NEED TO TELL YOU IN DETAIL HOW BAD THAT WOULD BE FOR YOU?!”

    I’m happy I donated blood, just wish I’d done it yesterday instead so I could go to my class tonight.

  1870. I wish that my boyfriend could come home to me, so we could start working on our future together.

  1873. This may be a little cliche, but..

    I wish for money right now. I hate my job and I really wish I could do something that I love. I want to write- I’ve had ideas for years now that clearly aren’t leaving me, and I just need the time to seriously make it a commitment…which is not going to happen as long as I am working as much as I am. But need the money to take care of the apartment and necessities for living.

  1874. OK, these wishes HAVE to be in order…
    1. I wish I could win the lottery (1 million, at least). That way I won’t have to wish for: a career I love, more time for everything I want to do, the ability to help animals in need, etc, etc…

  1876. A child.
    Oh and that Lupus didn’t exist.
    I’d also welcome a spa day if the other ones are TOO much to ask for.

  1878. I wish I had $22,000 so I could get dental implants b/c I am much too young and pretty (ok, just in my mind) to not have all my teeth…and I like being able to eat actual food…and smile with my mouth open-seriously all my front teeth are perfect and I am losing all my molars b/c of a bad dentist who put GIANT fillings in my teeth when I was little…the douche.

  1879. I wish I knew THEN what I know now.

    I wish I wasn’t scared all the time, too.

    I wish people never lied.

  1880. post script…o.k., i guess if i could i would banish this immune disorder (ITP), the osteoporosis, the three assorted tears in my shoulder (and my fear of surgery), the unstable spine, the slipped disc in my neck, the arthritis creeping into my hands and feet, and any other failure i have as a human being…. wait – is that too much????

  1882. I wish that certain people from my past would just go away.

    I wish that I understood my DH better.

    I wish that I didn’t have to work for 12 more years (in order to have health insurance after retirement) and could spend more time on the things I love doing.

  1883. I wish the abuse I experienced in my past would stop fucking up my present.

  1884. Time management skills.
    Consistency.
    To be less bi-polar.
    To not be afraid any more.
    The hutzpah to finish writing… anything, really.

  1886. I wish your gallbladder hadn’t been such an asshole to you. Feel better.

  1887. My previous wish (#1450) was not granted :(…sad day. I broke my toe! So, instead, I wish for a relaxing 3 days in a row this weekend, hopefully in minor pain.

  1888. I wish my Mom didn’t have breast cancer. I wish that my Dad did not suffer from two recent heart failures. I wish that I wasn’t struggling with obesity….

  1890. I wish that I accepted and loved myself exactly how I am RIGHT NOW. An addendum to that, I wish that had better self esteem. And that I could scrub my brain of these horrible thoughts about myself so that the previous wishes could happen.

  1891. I wish I were as strong as people think I am. I wish I could find words to cheer my friends who suffer. I wish I could make people see themselves as I see them. I also wish for a pony. And roller skates. And roller skates for the pony.
    I honestly wish to meet you. Or just pass by you so that we could both avoid the anxiety. I tried to get to your book signing, but time and funds were not in my favor.
    Thank you, for being you. No matter how sad, how darkly cloaked, how random, or how happy. Just thank you.

  1894. I wish I had enough time to read all of these comments, because honestly guys? These wishes? I’m HOME.

  1896. I wish I could have one boyfriend that wasn’t a jerk. I’m 43 for fuck sake. I’ve kissed enough frogs. I just want one nice guy. ONE. Seriously.

  1898. I wish you a speedy recovery. You give so much to us Lawsbians, it is the best I can wish for.

  1901. I wish I didn’t use humor as a defense mechanism (sometimes).

    I also wish my body would GET WITH THE PROGRAM and stay pregnant (just once)! Ummm..thanks for listening to my wishes….

  1902. Those exact things sound like good wishes right now. I don’t even think they’re selfish, it would make things a lot easier for the other people who have to deal with me too! Especially the boyfriend.

  1903. I wish people could see me and love me for who I am and not just for what I can do for them.
    I wish I was strong enough to not be everyone’s doormat.
    I wish ice cream led to weight loss.
    I wish I didn’t feel so alone, even when surrounded by others.
    I wish I weren’t so afraid of everything.
    I really wish those I love wouldn’t treat me like a temporary and easily replaceable figure in their lives.

  1904. I wish I could like people.
    I wish I were less of a bitch.
    I wish I had the maturity to stop complaining about shit that doesn’t matter (like the above two wishes)
    I wish I had fewer horses.

  1906. I wish I could spend a week on a cool beach – Texas summers are awful – with plenty of shade and someone to bring me drinks but not talk to me.
    I wish the health of my parents (dementia and Parkinson’s) would allow me to be away for a week.
    I wish my wonderful husband and I could have another 36 years.
    I wish my children and grandchildren would have the happy, productive lives they deserve.
    I wish that if I live to be as old as my parents, that I don’t get their diseases or that if I do, that laws change so we can decide when we wish to die if we have terminal diseases.
    I wish that all of the hurting people here get some relief.
    I wish that people would stop confusing their fears and prejudices with religion and stop confusing their religion with politics.
    I wish effective medical care, education, food and shelter for all.

  1907. I wish I had completed my college degree instead of dropping out. And I wish I was a flight attendant so I could get paid to see the world. And I wish I had magical powers so I could turn off the lights without getting out of bed.

  1908. I wish I didn’t have anxiety and could stop hating and second-guessing myself. That I didn’t overhear other people’s negative comments about me which in turn validates the negative voices in my head. AKA the vicious bitch cycle.

    I wish healing, strength and courage to everyone on this blog. “The hardest thing in this world …is to live in it.” Buffy, The Gift

  1909. I wish I were brave enough to fart at a dr’s app and be silent and wait to see the dr’s face to decide what to do. If i were brave enough, i would blame the dr, but in low voice, like talking to myself…Yes, I wish I was braver…

  1910. I wish I’d had the strength and confidence in myself to start my own photography business. Or at least to take pictures and try to sell them.
    I wish I had ever been on a date (35, never been on one)
    I wish I didn’t feel completely pathetic after writing that
    I wish I wasn’t depressed
    I wish my dad hadn’t committed suicide when I was 18
    I wish I could stop switching careers and decide on something I actually like instead of chasing money all the time
    I wish I didn’t hate people so much
    I wish the internet could be used for something good, like teaching people that plural words don’t need apostrophes
    I wish I had a friend in town. My 2 friends are more than 1000 kilometres away from me in different directions.
    I wish I could call someone other than my aunt to talk about nice things that happened to me
    I wish I wasn’t in tech support
    I wish I wasn’t so fat

  1912. I wish for more free time because my ‘paid’ time is really cutting into me doing things I really want to do.

  1913. I wish my mom had a full time job that she loved and that I had enough money to buy her a house. Also, I wish my nieces and nephews a better upbringing than what I had, even though I know that some of them are actually worse off.

  1914. I wish that my son who just went through rehab has the fulfilling life that I know he can have without the drugs. I wish that he knows I love him with all my heart and no matter what, Mom’s in his corner.

  1915. It’s strange really. My birthday wish, every year, is to hold onto the people I spend it with, to have more days that are as fun as my birthdays. And I guess I’ve made those wishes come true myself. I guess in a way, when we wish we make a subconscious promise to ourselves to do our best to grant our own wishes, and also our best to grant those for others. There are always wishes you can’t grant, and ones you can’t do anything about.
    Here are wishes for some other people.
    I wish that Mr. K’s wife hadn’t broken her legs after having the baby. I wish he didn’t have such a hard time with work while she got better.
    I wish that my darling Mrs. J gets her assistant principal job and didn’t have such difficulty with her daughter. And for her daughter, I wish that she can grow up and make friends despite her social anxiety and asphergers.
    I wish that my best friend wasn’t burdened with a variety of health problems. I wish that it won’t lead to her needing a new liver.
    I wish that my mother could stop worrying about the rest of us and focus on herself
    I wish my father could afford to freelance like we know he wants to.
    I wish that my neighbor still found joy in his job.
    I wish that there will be someone else for you, S. I loved you for so long, and it was so hard to let you go, but even you understood. I know we had many common problems, and I’m sorry I couldn’t help you find resolution with other people instead of just me. I wish your family was closer for you. I wish you luck. I know that you’ll always carry me in your heart, but I wish for your sake that you can find room for somebody else.
    I wish that B would get to broadway or Hollywood or wherever and that one day he would have the right mind to look back on our friendship and not hate me.
    I wish that “I” serves this country proudly. I wish he ends up with a good woman and a family and that he doesn’t become a causality of senseless war.
    I wish that Dedra, wherever she is, is happy. Because despite only knowing you a year at age seven, until now, you’d been the closest thing to a best friend I’d ever had.
    I wish that when I leave for college my sister doesn’t pick up all the burden I’ve had to carry.
    I wish that LJ takes French in high school, because I’m proud of him for remembering what I taught him two years ago.
    I wish that, for the sake of everyone, dunkin donuts delivered.

    And a few wishes for me.
    I wish I get to renew my membership with my rock climbing gym because I’ve never felt so healthy in my life.
    I wish I wasn’t cursed with joint pain.
    I wish I could go to all my colleges because I don’t know how to narrow it down.
    I wish that I get accepted to enough of my colleges that I find it difficult to narrow down my options
    I wish that I could figure out how to be friends with guys.
    I wish that I don’t mess up this friendship- again.
    I wish that tonight is fun.
    I wish that J one days stops chasing girls and waits for somebody who can give him what he needs.
    I wish for a way to write what I feel
    I wish I’d opened up sooner
    I wish I didn’t hurt S.
    I wish I liked driving more.
    I wish I could be more open.
    I wish I wasn’t plagued by my trust issues
    I wish I could afford a new bike.
    I wish I could afford college
    I wish I could stop biting my nails.
    I wish that I win the commission and that I leave my mark on this school
    I wish that when I finish college my high school will welcome me back as a teacher.
    I wish that I could afford to go to France,
    I wish I wasn’t a picky eater.
    I wish I was more organized.
    I wish that my glow in the dark shorts look cool tonight at the club.
    I wish I knew how to use make up
    I wish I had somewhere to wear the fancy dresses I keep buying for the job interview that won’t happen.
    I wish that I had bought the prom dress when I had the chance

    I wish I didn’t write so much of this.
    I wish I didn’t wish for so much.
    I wish I can make all of this happen.
    And I wish that the rest of you find a way to make your wishes come true.

  1916. I wish I had my own permission to quit my job or
    I wish I had a job I loved.
    I wish I had more motivation and persistance.
    I wish I could stay in my love’s arms forever.

  1917. That title is a total win!
    I wish I had a fun, well paying kob for this summer.
    And someone to actually tell me I’m pretty and stuff.
    Regular things a university student would wish for really!

  1919. Nothing much… just some magical powers to reliably change and control time and reality. This is for benevolent purposes of course (or at the worst, some selfish, but not evil purposes).

  1920. I wish that my love of trivia and non-important information would turn into a job opportunity. You know, where is the biggest double decker carousal, or which orca pod has the most males? Stuff like that. I suppose the most fitting match would be tour guide, but then I would have to physically talk to people and my jaw would get tired.

  1921. I wish I were a little less sad and scared too. I also wish I didn’t always think of the worst possible scenario for just about anything. I never used to be like this but the last couple of years have changed me. I fear everything and worry about everything and am so damn sad all of the time. My family is terribly worried about me and my partner told me recently that he doesn’t know how much longer he can stay. My entire life is falling apart and I watch as if I am a bystander. I am so disconnected from it all. I cry (all of the time) yet still feel like I am not a part of it; I know this is not normal.
    I wish you a little less sadness and fear today. and less tomorrow and so on. Eventually maybe someday it will all be gone.
    Thank you for your honesty and bravery in posting trueness in your blog. I don’t feel so alone after reading your posts.

  1922. I wish I was in love with someone, and they were in love with me, too.

  1923. I wish I could find the beautiful necklace that my husband bought me a year ago. I just realized this morning when I went to put it on that it was missing. I am leaving work early to go home and scour the house in hopes of finding it.

  1924. I wish my self-esteem wasn’t in the toilet. I wish I was less sad. I wish my sister wasn’t my sister. I wish my husband was better at making me feel loved and safe. I wish I wasn’t so hard on myself. I wish I didn’t feel like crying right now.

  1925. I wish depression hadn’t added 75 pounds, subtracted 50 IQ points, and stolen my future.

  1926. Almost every day I wish I was a little less scared, too.
    Also right now I wish I had a million dollars, because then I wouldn’t have to go to work today. I don’t think I’d have to go to work for a couple years. This would please me greatly.

  1927. I wish I’d stop wishing for stuff and just be happy with what I have and where I am. That being said I’m joining in and wishing for an ocean front cottage, a big hiking trip, and that I’d wake up one morning and be a violinist virtuoso. (Been taking lessons for 2 years now…I love it!)

  1928. When I read your post, these lyrics popped in my head:
    “I wish it had been easier
    Instead of any longer.”
    So , I wish the Dixie Chicks would get back together.

  1929. The big wish would be to win the Lotto to help my family. The small wish would be to get sleep since my 2 year old and 1 year old are keeping my hubs and I up at night right now 🙁

  1930. I wish for a night-time-robot: one that turns off the telly, cleans my teeth, sets the alarm, gets me ready for bed, … without waking me when I fall asleep on the couch after a long day at work.

  1931. I wish I wasn’t so socially awkward an anxious.
    I wish my comfort level with men was so much worse than my comfort level with women.
    I wish I I had a comfort level.
    I wish these trust issues would go away.

  1932. I wish I was a better mother. I’m a young mother and I always feel like I can never give my daughter what she deserves because my husband and I don’t make enough money and we’re constantly worrying about bills and our living situation. She deserves so much better than me.

  1933. I wish my mom hadn’t been diagnosed with Alzheimers last week. I wish that she will never forget who I am. I wish my niece wasn’t battling leukemia for the third time in her 17 years. I wish for her to kick leukemias ass once and for all.

  1934. Mallory…jobs are few and far as of right now. Luckily, my brothers wife found out out about a work at home job that you do over the interent. She didn’t have too much experience but they train you. Now she sits at home doing easy data search type work and makes $2450 every two weeks. And thats just PART TIME..

  1936. I wish I could wave a magic wand and help the others who’ve posted here. There is so much sadness, fear and despair.
    I wish I’d grown up in a healthy household with no verbal, physical or sexual abuse.
    I wish my mother didn’t have MS, and that my sister wasn’t in such pain.
    I wish I wasn’t so afraid.
    I wish I liked myself.

  1937. I wish my first book would get published and Jenny Lawson or Neil Gaiman, or both together would write a drunken comment about how my book changed their life.

  1938. I wish I could give a lot of these people hugs, so much sadness! 🙁 For myself I would wish for a million dollars, I could help out some family, friends and set myself up well, that would be fantastic!…..and a horse 🙂

  1939. I wish our house wasn’t falling down around us after only 4 years.
    I wish our builder or our home warranty company gave a shit.

  1940. *Adding to my original wish list:

    I wish I knew all of you. I’ve read thousands of comments on various topics from this blog. This group is amazing. Some of you have brought me to tears, many have made me laugh out loud. All of you (except one, who was an asshole and criticized Jenny’s writing; YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) have created an environment of acceptance and love that most of us are lacking in our lives. You’ve made this virtual place a Safe Place. Thank you so much for that.

  1941. I wish my Mom was still alive and healthy.
    I wish I could hug her one more time.
    I wish I didn’t feel like I’ve let her down.

  1942. I wish I could sing well. I wish I could be given a magic ball that would help me with life’s hard decisions, and it would be correct maybe 99% of the time. That would be awesome.

  1943. I wish I wasn’t a 31 year old virgin (quite fat+very smart=unattractive). Just once I would like to know what all the fuss is about.

  1944. I wish that I was able to perform as well in auditions as I do in my living room when I practice.
    I wish that things were different so that I could openly love two people.

  1945. I wish I had not rearranged my bedroom furniture, it made me get turned around in the middle of the night and fall in my bathtub and break my shoulder….

    I wish I weren’t so scared about money, it’s a stupid thing to be scared about, but the mortgage doesn’t pay itself

    I wish I was more courageous

  1946. The top two are having my health issues sorted out, and being able to afford to get married now instead of in a year. Currently I think the wedding is in the lead but it’s a neck and neck race.

  1947. I wish I’d been braver and less in denial and been with my grandad when he died so he wouldn’t have had to be alone.

    I also wish this house would clean and renovate itself so I could hang out in the garden with a book all day

  1948. On a sad note:
    I wish i could have told my father “I love you” before he died…..

    On a perverse note:
    I wish I could run my hand down Joe Manganiello’s chest just once (oh, and stop grinning like an idiot everytime he comes on tv….it’s making my husband a little uncomfortable…..)

  1949. I wish that when I see my old best friend from high school this weekend at a wedding, who was also my boyfriend for a short period of time, until I admitted it felt like I was dabbling in incest whenever we kissed because he felt more like my brother than my lover (of which he never really forgave me for) who I cared about with all my heart, who basically stopped talking to me after he met a girl who then became his wife, who I deleted from Facebook because he wouldn’t respond to my messages (I’m sure his crazy wife was reading them and deleting them)…..I WISH that when both HE and his wife see me this weekend, after 10 years, they both momentarily choke on their drinks when they take in my little black dress and my toned, two-baby body that’s in it….yeah…eat that!!

    Sighhhhh….I wish that I didn’t care so much what he thought.

  1950. I wish I had a great job – one where I made enough money that I didn’t have to stress too much and I could pay back my student loans but also that I could make a difference in the big bad world and help kids and be awesome. Also, as long as we’re wishing, I would like to meet the man of my dreams (whom I fully acknowledge will also be imperfect and occasionally the man of my nightmares) and have a family because BABIES. WANT.

    Ahem.

    I wish for joy, peace, and love. For everyone. In the smallest slightest ways to brighten each and every day, just that little pinprick (heh. prick.) of light that gives you hope in the darkness.

  1951. I wish I could eat anything and everything and not gain an ounce, it is so the opposite!!!

  1952. I wish for every lawmaker (yep, y’all too, fellas) who is in favor of Texas state bill 1 to be suddenly unwantedly pregnant with no access to abortion.

  1953. I wish everyone on here would see how alike all humans are. We are all basically wishing for the same things. So if you think of everyone you see or meet or love, and then you think that they hurt like you, cry like you, laugh like you, smile like you, doesn’t that make people want to be better to each other? We’re all just people. Everyone has talents, challenges, love to give, a desire to receive love, an opinion of themselves that is WAY lower than anyone else’s. So use your life to make a difference in someone else’s. Even in some tiny way. And you will have made a difference.
    Also, I wish I hadn’t been to 3 funerals in one week.

  1954. I wish i knew that more people were scared, afraid, depressed, in pain etc like me before reading these posts. None of us should feel alone in our journey! Look at all the brothers and sisters we have to share the ride! Love to us all

  1955. I wish I could have enough money to go to college without all these loans!!!

  1956. I wish that being a gold digging whore wasn’t rewarded with tax payer dollars and/or baby-daddies pay checks

  1957. I wish my best friend hadn’t died of breast cancer last October at the age of 38.

    I wish my mom hadn’t died of sarcoma four months ago at the age of 72.

    I wish I never had to leave my bedroom. (And yes, I’m in counseling)

    I wish I didn’t have fibromyalgia. And bipolar disorder. And GAD.

    I wish we had gotten the chance to do our red dress photo shoot before Malea had to go to the hospital last year for the last time because it would have been so awesome.

    And I also wish I knew the difference between when to use “were” and “was” in sentences. Totally.

  1958. I wish that I hadn’t cheated so I didn’t hate myself so much right now. But don’t worry, I’ll get over it. Probably sooner than I should.

  1959. I wish everyone who has posted here about wanting to be braver realized that they are CLEARLY much braver than they give themselves credit for. Just having the nerve to admit to ourselves that we’re scared about something is tough. Putting it out there for others to read is beyond brave. Be proud of yourselves. Print this. Put it on your fridge (or your bathroom mirror or in your wallet or as your screen saver) as a reminder that YOU KICK ASS! Hugs to all.

  1960. I wish I could find a job that would give the financial security to leave my empty marriage.

  1961. I wish….mmmm…that anyone who’d ever raped someone would suddenly develop genital boils and die three days later. The Genital Boil Waiting Period would be in effect so that no one would accidentally take out a busload of preschoolers by dying behind the wheel of their Camry or something. Presumably they’d all be at home or at least on land, maybe at the doctor, asking where the f&ck these boils had come from. I realize it would make things awkward when people’s brothers and pastors and cable guys suddenly dropped dead and everyone connected the dots about “why”, but I’d like to think they’d eventually understand it was for the good of the whole.

  1962. I wish I was still in Las Vegas on my 30th anniversary vacation. (It was AWESOME!)

    I wish the fear of screwing things up didn’t stop me from progressing on many of the craft projects I want to make. (Because, you know, if you don’t cut into that fabric/knit that yarn, it can still be ANYTHING!)

    I wish my son would spontaneously develop some sort of drive to become an adult. (he’s 22, has no driver’s license, works a part time fast food job, lives at home, and is only taking college classes because we make him)

    I wish I didn’t make such a mess when I paint walls in my house.

  1963. I wish I could wish to enjoy my happy moments without fear of things going wrong without feeling guilty and selfish.

    I wish anxiety was easily conquered.

  1964. I wish I didnt have this brain tumor so that I could actually work and financially help my family. Tired of feeling like a waste of flesh.

  1965. Every day I wish that I could be truly happy. Like the real happy that people with out depression get to experience.

  1966. I wish I hadn’t gained some of the weight that I lost earlier this year. I also wish and hope that your surgery went swell and that you are gall bladder free and healing without too much grief.

  1967. I wish I had a wife. And she was me. Because I a pretty awesome wife.
    I wish I could afford to quit my job and follow my heart to pursue my dream job.

  1968. Hmmm….. Ultimately, I wish I had time to do everything that I wanted to do.

    … and I wish that my friends were happy. With just enough challenges to keep them that way.

  1970. I wish we could ‘like’ these comments (or not). After reading them, you could NOT PAY ME ENOUGH TO BE YOUNG AGAIN. And having said that, “Take heart, girls, things often get better.”

  1972. i wish the definition for ‘subjunctive’ didn’t sound like another neil gaiman turkish review.
    i wish dogs could speak italian that way you could understand them if you wanted to.
    i wish chocolate could cure everything…and everyone knew what it’s like to be hugged and loved!

  1973. I wish I wasn’t so terrified he would cheat again. I wish I could get off the pills. I wish I wasn’t crazy. I wish my daughter would recover. I wish all my mental illness white noise would go away. Can I wish away self injury? Can I wish to be happy ? – Amy

  1974. I have a new wish…
    I wish *hope* surgery went well for you… and wish you would come back soon! We miss you!

  1975. I wish I loved my husband even half as much as he loved me. I wish that I didn’t have several miscarriages. I wish my marriage was awesome, like it was before the sadness. I wish he understood depression.

  1976. Same as you, I wish I was less scared.

    But reading your book has helped me to realise other people out there get scared too, and other people have crazy shit happen to them and somehow that makes it all a little less scary.

  1977. I wish my cat didn’t have polyps in her ears and that somebody would buy groceries. I wish the house were self-cleaning and that the kids were self-feeding. And that my friend didn’t die of breast cancer and my colleague hadn’t been in a car accident and my employee’s sister’s boyfriend didn’t get shot and killed. And that I didn’t have to put medicine in the animals’s ears twice a day and trim the dog’s nails every week. And that Diner Dash were free and that logo’d pens were too. I wish my novel were complete and that Viking Books had bought it and that I were a full-time novelist instead of a one-hour-a-day novelist and that my kids could go to camp and that I didn’t have to buy plane tickets tomorrow.

    I wish every comment thread were as riveting as this one.

    I wish my lip didn’t hurt.

    Jesus, Jenny. You opened the floodgates.

    I wish I could reach out to the woman who wishes her husband were the right one and hold her hand for about an hour and listen.

    I wish I could create something as beautiful and emotionful as this comment thread, I wish I were that good. I wish my high school English teacher hadn’t taught me what a comma splice is.

  1978. When I blew out the candle on my birthday brownie at Papasito’s on Monday, I wished for a baby. So, wish me luck on that.

  1980. I brought up your page to see if there was a new post and my 4-year-old daughter saw your picture. She thinks you are very pretty 🙂

  1981. I wish I could remember how to be truly joyful

    I wish I had known my father

    I wish I loved him the way he loves me

    I wish I could forget the one that doesn’t love me

    I wish I had the courage to write

    And last but not least I wish we all didn’t need to wish for anything.

  1982. I would wish that my brother’s, partner’s Multiple Sclerosis would just disappear…

  1983. I wish women were the ones with the hormones that make you want sex all the time, and I’d be like the most awesome husband ever cause I give it up every night.

    Also, I wish I felt desirable.

  1984. I wish we lived in a world where nobody would ever wish they hadn’t been born, wish for someone to love them, wish their baby hadn’t died. I wish I had arms big enough to hug these far-away friends and let them know that tomorrow will be a better day.

    I wish that this thread could be required reading for all of my Facebook friends who complain daily about traffic, broken dishwashers, and unruly children.

    I wish my father were alive to see how happy and successful I am.

    And I sometimes wish that R.A. could have skipped me and moved on to the next victim…but since I wouldn’t wish this disease on my worst enemy I wish for the patience and peace to accept this challenge with grace and dignity.

  1985. I wish I wasn’t reading this at my dying Grandmothers bedside, that there was a cure for cancer and that I could give Marjorie a hug.

  1986. I wish I didn’t have to sleep at all so I could spend heaps of time with my family and still get heaps done.
    I wish my son didn’t have 3 front teeth coming down instead of 2.
    I wish I didn’t use food for a stress relief.
    I wish I could find an exercise that I actually enjoy.

  1987. I wish my husband hadn’t died.
    I wish I could do better learning to live without him.
    I wish there was no brain cancer — or any cancer.

  1988. I wish I could get pregnant, and if I can’t get pregnant I wish I could find a way to be happy without that.

    I wish I hadn’t wasted so much of my 20’s crying over my infertility

    I wish I knew if I was ever going to have a family

  1989. I wish for financial security. (It sounds petty until you are without it.)

    I wish Jenny & I were friends.

  1990. I wish I had the time to ride my horse every day – and that being anxious didn’t keep me from it on the days I do have time.

    I wish I weren’t so anxious.

    I wish my sister and best friend weren’t dying of breast cancer. I had visions of us being dotty old ladies together.

    I wish I had a job where I could use more of my creativity, where I did not have to bite my tongue when dealing with incompetent morons who have no excuse not to know better, where I felt like our clients were what really mattered, where co-workers who are nice but stupid and sometimes not even nice didn’t get all the free passes and special treatment, and where being a snitch and an ass-kisser weren’t the main qualifications for advancement.

    I wish I didn’t feel so trapped sometimes.

    I wish I could be more grateful for what I DO have – and it’s plenty and a lot of it is very, very good- but sometimes it is just so very hard.

  1991. I wish I could be at a healthy weight. I wish that I didn’t have such poor self esteem. I wish I wasn’t so scared of what’s going to happen. I wish I could get the stories in my head fully out and on paper. I wish someone would love me.

  1992. I wish I had parents who encouraged me and believed in me when I was younger. I know I could have been an amazing singer, songwriter, musician, or author. Instead, I now spend my days feeling stupid in a dead end job, barely making ends meet,while my sexist boss yells at me and tells me how stupid I and all women are. Thanks, Mom!

  1993. My wish is always the same…..I wish for bliss. I just want to feel happy and want others around me to feel the same.

  1995. Every once in awhile, my mind flashes to Alternate Universe Jenny, and I know absolutely what I would be doing and thinking and feeling right now if my fiancé hadn’t died last year.

    I wish I was Alternate Universe Jenny.

  1996. Seriously, this is what popped into my head:

    I wish I was little bit taller,
    I wish I was a baller
    I wish I had a girl who looked good
    I would call her
    I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
    and a ’64 Impala

    There is something really wrong with me. Obviously.

  1997. I wish I had the ability to look at my writing skills from the outside in. It feels so terrible but everyone says it’s amazing…ugh.

  1998. I also wish that I knew what to do with my future. I can’t get trapped in an office job, I can’t get acres of student loans…but I love people and I want to study psychology, but I also want to learn Irish, and maybe I could write for a living?

  1999. I wish I was less scared
    I wish I had more will to fight
    I wish this 18 month migraine would stop
    I wish I wasn’t facing having Toxins shot into the nerves in my head
    I wish I was less scared of having toxins shot into the nerves in my head
    I wish my stomach would stop hurting so I could eat
    I wish I didn’t get sick when I did eat
    I wish my thoughts to create more pain to distract myself from the pain I’m in would stop
    I wish the hospital did not just look at me like another PTSD crazy person and as someone who is actually in pain.
    I wish my two best friends lived closer
    I wish my girlfriend wasn’t so scared for me
    I wish I didn’t have a memory before the age of 18
    I wish I didn’t have to live in the actual dark
    I wish to see my family and friends and laugh and play with the kids I love
    I wish I could cry
    And I wish most of all that I really Was Batman!!!!!

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