It said 'Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst'. L and I just looked at each other and started laughing. They must have been spying on us in order for me to get that fortune... It's been one of my mantras for so long now. I try to enjoy the good times to the fullest but in the back of my mind there is always this little voice reminding me to be ready for when things start getting worse again. And I have to admit that at times enjoying the good times can be difficult BECAUSE I am worried about the bad times that I am usually sure will come again. It has become a question of when it will get bad again and not if it will happen.
I hate feeling like that and I am trying to stay away from that thinking because when I do it makes enjoying the good times more difficult.