I love Marvel movies because of the idea of a multiverse. (I still don’t understand the hate towards Ant-Man and The Wasp: Quantumania. I have written a full page explanation and future expectations of the movie on Reddit. In my head.) It gives me hope that somewhere in another universe, there’s a version of me who loves everything about her life. Maybe she doesn’t have scleroderma, and she wakes up each morning feeling healthy, does her quiet time, and checks Twitter to see what’s trending. In that universe, she wakes up early to walk her dog with her partner, or takes a leisurely stroll with her baby in an expensive…