Choices you regret thread.
Okay, so I am in the process of getting seriously drunk right now, and I started thinking about some choices that I really regret right now, and wish to God I wouldn't have done.
And I thought I'd give us all a chance, to complain a little bit here, but in a very civil and respectful manner.
Okay so I have technically been out of work for almost 2 years. About last year I decided to start growing my hair out, and I got it out to about 7 months growth. And I had a beard to go along with it. Anyway my employer told me, because it looks like work with her and pick up again that I couldn't have my beard or my long hair.
So anyway, I really want to keep my beard, mainly because I hate shaving. It's just a pain in the ass! Plus, I think I look better with a beard. I feel more masculine, I feel more like a man.
So I had to think, how could I possibly keep my beard, and still work for my boss. So I decided to get my haircut, and with that went seven months of hair growth.
My hair by that time was starting to get down around my shoulders, and was looking really cool, and now it was gone. Anyway, I thought we would be getting up and ready again, but here it is 4 months later since my last gig, and so far we haven't done a fucking thing!
I know that I think about it, if I hadn't cut my hair, I would be at about 10 months of growth right now. I've never had long hair before, at least not where was hanging on my shoulders. I have always liked that look, I've always thought it was so fucking - ass cool!
But, we are not doing a fucking thing right now. and quite frankly I really seriously fucking regret having cut my hair, if I would have known that this would have been happening at the time, that we would have ended up not doing anything, then I would have not cut my fucking hair.
Plus, I don't know why the fuck, considering the kind of business that I'm in, why my boss would consider that long hair and a fucking beard, are fucking unprofessional?
I mean I'm in the music business, so long hair and a beard, along with drugs and, and other kinds of shit like that, kind of come with the territory. so I don't fucking get why he would want me to cut my fucking ass hair?
Anyway, it is a choice that I seriously regret it, and I wish that I could have reversed it. I wish I could still have my hair and my beard and for chrissakes just looked like a fucking wanted to look, you know?
So I made a fucking decision, until we actually get moving again, until and unless it's the real fucking deal, I'm not going to fucking cut my hair!
Anyway, I apologize for the language, and I hope any moderators on here will please forgive me, but this kind of happens when you're getting drunk, and I would hope that we could have a reasonable discussion.
I just wanted to simply give us a chance to discuss the choices that we made that we not regret. So let's start sharing!
Comments
Drunk? I remember you saying you were in AA before. I hope you're doing okay.
A choice I regret is not revealing my disability to more people in high school and college. It's very tempting to do that since I can easily hide my vision problems and people often think differently of you when you have a disability. It's caused me a lot of trouble throughout the years.
I self advocate now. It's tiresome and often disheartening, but I'd rather be known as a blind guy who's surprisingly capable than a sighted guy wino underperforms and sometimes has weird mannerisms.
Being an anti-social prick for most of my school years. I used to just stick to myself and avoid talking to others. I bet if I wasn't such an asshole in primary school, maybe I wouldn't feel so distant at school today. I get along fine with more or less everyone, and I've got friends, but sometimes I feel like I'm wasting my years as a teenager. Sometimes I feel jealous of the people at school I see who actually look like they're in a happy relationship. If I'd pulled my head out of my ass sooner, maybe I'd be one of those people.
I was so self-conscious that I pretty much wasted my youth, and I don't feel like I can make up those lost years, since I'm starting work experience next Monday and I'm planning on getting a job sometime this year. The worst part is that, in the last year or so before I went to high school, I actually had a crush on a girl in my class. We got along okay, but we were never all that close. I was so afraid of the worst-case scenario that I wasted my chance at actually making a friend before I had to say goodbye to my childhood and go off to high school (there's no 'middle school' here in Australia. You do twelves years of primary school and five years of secondary school).
Plenty of people don't find themselves until after they leave high school. The most social person I knew in University told me she had zero friends in high school.
Best advice I can give is to try not to worry so much about it. People don't like being around someone who's tied up in knots. Easier said than done, believe me, I know.
. I have a disorder CAPD (central audio processing disorder) it gives me a lot of trouble, a lot of misunderstandings and miscommunication I use to be really self centre basically I was a bully. to friends and family. but now that I see my family's point of view I am deeply shamed and feeling guilty. I have depression and it honestly got a hell of a lot worse. the climb out of depression is difficult enough plus the add on of the problems because of my disorder - its too much. I love my family a lot however when I am happy I don't want to my miscommunication hurt any more family members basically I don't want to hurt anyone else. I when I am feeling better about myself I don't want my life to be about being unhappiness to my family, no the price is too high on that, family can't be like that. I want meaning in my life, no I need a meaning in my life. basically I know no one lives forever and when I die my family has only fights to remember me by that's not right, I am not right. I am going to going to seek speech therapy and possibly behaviour therapy for 5 or 6 years, and if that doesn't work then I give up and will move away.
as you can see I have A LOT of regrets and I don't want any more in my life
Sounds like me, I'm really anti social.
Being a Loner
Not buying loafers that I liked