Took me years to stop obsessing about “what could have been”…
In hindsight, punishing myself did way more harm than missing the actual opportunity. I could have recovered quickly … which leads into another cycle of obsessing about the other missed opportunities
I don’t know man. I was going for a ‘comically supportive thing as though he was actually emotionally devastated by it but didn’t want to admit it’ vibe, but I guess somebody read it wrong, and everyone else assumed the worst. You know… the Internet.
When COVID hit I had a now or never moment and took the now. I took it a couple times actually. Got me a real career in a new province out of the deal so I figure I ended up for the better. Sometimes the choice is obvious like it was for me and you need to jump on that shit before you never get another chance.
Same, though I didn’t realize it was now or never at the time. April 2020 I started the process of buying a house. Asked friends and family if I should wait to see what happened with Covid. They all said wait. I didn’t. Another couple of months later and I would still be renting. I’m so glad I jumped.
whenever someone’s putting pressure on you to make a difficult important life altering decision, with the stipulation that the decision must be made immediately, RUN AWAY.
“Your spouse is horribly losing blood and we need your consent to remove her hemorrhaging kidney. What do you say? Ok! It’s been two minutes thinking about it, man… IT IS NOW OR NEVER!”
I don't own a timeshare. Feel pretty good about that decision.
The numbers they were showing us seemed to make sense. If we spent an average of X on vacations for Y years compared to the cost of the timeshare and fees, the timeshare was cheaper AND we could trade our week in a ski area for timeshares anywhere in the world. How could we not buy into this? Might have signed, but when they told us we couldn't take any of the information with us and had to decide NOW, I knew something wasn't right. Had to say no for almost an hour, but but we were eventually allowed to leave the "no obligation presentation" required for our "free" weekend.
When I did more research, I found dozens of people trying to unload their purchases for far less than the company was selling weeks to new members.
I'll NEVER own anything using that kind of sales strategy.
I have this side dream that when I’m retired I’m going to go around to all the vacation spots where they prey on people for this, dress and act like an easy mark and mess with these terrible people.
I’ve tried to err on the side of caution on that myself, because it’s pretty embarrassing to act like someone is trying to hit on you when they’re not, on either side. I’ve had people act like they think I’m flirting with them when I’m not also which is awkward.
That’s because human beings in western society are wierdly messed up over sex.
Though in my case I figured out the consistent common beats of flirting / courting in my late twenties and realized when I was sixteen my aunt was totally hitting on me.
So a combination of societal sexual hang ups, neurodivergence and family social dysfunctiob kept me celibate until 26.
Stupid comment. It’s not about the details on the sex act per se. But more on what led to it (or away from it.) Why? Because it’s fucking entertainment.
Edit: oh. That second comment asking for details on the sex was quite cringey. I humbly apologize.
I was backed into a corner, being forcefully propositioned for a threesome I had already said No to. It became a Never being around those people again.
I still get a little cranky when I think about being put in that scenario against my express wishes, but have zero regrets. An experience of a lifetime perhaps, but not my jam.
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