Thought

I'm starting to think about the person I am, and why I fail to make a lasting impression on people.

I hate not feeling included especially when I think the reason is because I have children.

I think people hold my past actions against me, and can't forgive, forget, and move on.

Discontent

I wish I was liked. I wish I were enough. I wish I wasn't pressured to change. I wish I was appreciated.