Do you ever think about how well your life could have gone? How well some peoples lives actually go? I imagine it constantly and like to think there is a me out there in an alternate universe making the most out of it.
>takes advantage of relatively high intelligence, does amazing in school and gets a great job
>realizes physical fitness is important for a high quality life, works out
>isn't afraid of awkward situations, puts himself out there
>maintains friends, engages in social media
>builds wealth and invests
>gets a shy little qt pie gf and knows love
I honestly think I'm living the worst possible version of my potential life. If I could talk to my 8 year old self I would say try. Yes obviously it doesn't matter, but still try. If nothing matters it can't hurt to try. You are going to die so who cares, still try. It could have been better, but please try.
things could have been very different, when I was 11 I was considered 'gifted and talented' at my school. Now I'm 23 with barely any education or anything else. I don't really know what to think anymore.
>Yes obviously it doesn't matter, but still try. If nothing matters it can't hurt to try. You are going to die so who cares, still try. It could have been better, but please try.
these thoughts aren't inherent to children. Majority of normies had good parents, majority of robots had absolute shit ones. It's that simple.
I do think about how well my life could've gone. But I don't spend a lot of time thinking about how well somebody else has it. I just try to make the best life for myself that I can.
The past is a ghost, anon. Leave it dead and buried.
Instead of thinking of what you could have done to live a better life today, think of what you can do today to live a better life tomorrow.
Also, bee yourself :^)
All I ever think about is how most of your life is decided the day you get born. By your genes, your family. These things set a threshold you can't really pass. If these people have good lives, it's because they got lucky.
I usually just take a look around at the people I went to school with and see how many of them are just as big of fuck ups as I am to stop feeling so bad. I mean hell, it could be worse. I could be one of the junkies in prison, the junkies that died, or a single mother like 1/6th of the girls I went to school with.