I wish life was easier... every day I have to muster all the energy I have to get out of bed, &for what? For my mental health to beat me into submission? Or better still for my physical body to betray me?
When I was younger, I thought moving out of my parent's home would make me happy, &it didn't.
When I went to college I thought things would be better &instead I was asssulted and abused my SO for years.
When I moved out of one province &into another I thought things would get better. Instead I was bullied by my colleagues &called all sorts of awful things that I became agoraphobic and tried to kill myself SEVERAL times.
Now, decades after all this pain began, &I'm seeking professional help (again), going to group therapy &went back to school to try &make something of myself. All things I thought would make me feel better, and still nothing.
So when you ask what would it take to change my mind... a miracle. Heh, &I'm not religious.