I want to be able to let go of the past. I want to be thin. I want someone to love who loves me back. I want enough money to live comfortably without worrying where it’ll come from next. I want to finally silence the voice in my head that tells me I’ll never be worth anything. I want my mother to understand what she did to me. I want my brother to open up to me once in a while. I want my friends to know how much I truly love them even though I seem incapable of it. I want to feel good enough to deserve their friendship. I want to stop needing to be funny as a shield over my heart. I want to stop looking everywhere for validation that should come from within.
I also want a new car. And a pony.
Love. The reciprocated kind. Imperfect, maddening, scary love.
In close second is money. The bottomless checking account kind. 
I want to be able to live wherever I want, drive whatever I want, buy whatever clothes I want, pick up the tab for as many happy hours and dinners with my friends as I want, play as much poker as I want, get as much music stuff as I want, etc. I don’t think that I want too much of these things, just more than I have now!
I want to know what kind of small, liberal arts college has a physics department. 
(But seriously: good luck!)
I want to be able to walk without pain. Last year, I had the right hip replaced. The left hip has deteriorated so much that I can’t move without pain. Most people enjoy life after hip replacement. I’m in serious pain most of the time, and I found out that I had 2 bulging discs that are causing some very strange pain/sensations in my lower leg. I can’t even sleep without pain. I refuse to become Dr. House and take Vicodin like candy. I just want a life without physical pain.
World peace. Universal health care. An end to poverty. But my selfish wish would be for my husband to somehow get over his self-destructive tendancies. I want to live a long life, but I am almost positive he’s not going to be around for me.
I want to love what I do for a living. If I can’t love it, I want to at least not hate it.
I want to feel that I do what I do very, very well, and I want to be able to do it in such a way that I can really step back and say, “I did that.”
I want cwPartner to accpet that change isn’t always bad.
Even liberal artists gots ta learn physics!
Got the call today. It was good news.
You left out the other questions:
Do you have anything worth living for?
Where are you going?
To be permanently mentally functional as a contributing member of society.
To NEVER, ever be “in love” again. Relationships are fine. But I don’t ever won’t to lose myself completely anymore, definitely not because of someone else.
To have a bestfriend that shares an outlook with me.
To travel anywhere I can. And as cheaply as possible, of course.
To have my mother really change into a good person.
To do something with my ‘art.’
To get Zen doggie housebroken. Preferably NOW.
Most immediately though…
To have more sex. Soon. Lots of it. 
I want to have more faith in myself and my abilities.
I want to be appreciated at work.
I want a family (well, not now, but eventually).
And on a less philosophical note, I also want a coffee, because I’m falling asleep here.
To get into med. school on March 15th.
To be able to marry my soul mate. To have children with him. To have enough money that I don’t have to worry about keeping myself in knitting yarn. To stay in good health.
I suppose. I only quipped because I graduated from a small, liberal arts college and I seriously doubt that we had a physics department. One or two physics professors, to be sure, but not an entire department. <grin>
That’s great! Congratulations!
To pass my finals and graduate from medical chool. They start in 6 weeks.
To find a nice 3 bed semi/terrace in Belfast for under 130K and to have moved in by the 1st of August when my job starts (provided I pass finals).
For irishfella to get a job he likes when we move up North (transferring within his current company would be best, but a good IT development job would be nice).
To have a baby (it’s in the 5 year plan, but I’m seriously broody at the moment), realistically I think once the house and jobs are sorted we’ll be getting a kitten.
Good luck threemae, I’ll be thinking about you!
Congrats!
Now that I know these wishes are coming true…
I’d also like more money. I certainly don’t need an outrageous amount—my sister has an outrageous amount of money and it hasn’t made her truly happy or even a nicer person. I understand that that comes from within.
I’d like a long and happy life with my family, and good health for us all. To that end, I’d like my husband to take better care of himself (quit smoking, get some exercise, etc).
I’d like to worry less. I think that the first two would help with this third one.
More sleep would be good, too.
I also want to reach my goal of running a half-marathon later this year, but that one is entirely within my control.
I want peace on earth and good will toward humans, with full civil rights for all,
I want it legalized,
and I want to no longer live a lie.
Mainly, I want my wife’s business to be successful.
Not because of the money, but just because it’s something she’s put 10,000 hours into over the past 5 years and we both like it, and it’s pretty much the only source of stress in her life.
I know that “success” – business-wise – is measured by “money”, but it’s really not about the money. It’s about her succeeding at something she couldn’t possibly work harder at.
I can’t believe no one said this
Ahem,
The world chico. And everything in it
I want a second child. The first is three and my ovaries seem be in complete rebellion. My appointment with a fertility specialist is on March 2nd.
I also want to write a book before I die. I’ve had articles accepted for publication in twenty-eight magazines so I think I can take the next step very soon.
Is that ME???
OK, there are some differences. I am very happily married. I want my father to understand what he did to all of us. Oh - and I would prefer a Morgan to a pony.
I also want to be able to wrap my mind around the fact that we can afford for me to start therapy, and that I’m worth the money. 'Cause that idea just doesn’t float with me.
But other than that, we’re on the same page.
Peace of mind.