Another Earth

I watched this today and it was interesting. I wanted to love it, but I found it depressing--not in the helpful, carthartic way, but more in the "meh, my life sucks" way.

I've thought before about mirror or alterate universes, and if one (or many) did exist, would I be there? Would the other me be better off, or would she have fucked things up even worse than I have? I can't help but think that if this universe/world/reality is one of many where a version of me exists, I'm the one who drew the short straw.

If there is another me out there, there is probably another you. I hope that mirror-me and mirror-you are together and happy. I hope mirror-me didn't make whatever mistake I did that ruined everything. God I miss you so much.