Oops finger slipped. The third was a well known Australian. Created fantasy life in Australia which was nice because they locked off and didn't have much covid.

Anonymous wrote:Marrying my husband.

Me too. Became an abusive alcoholic with a TBI

I have been fortunate enough to travel more than the average American. But when very young I knew I wanted to make it a priority (I worked in hs and saved all my money and backpacked around Europe after graduation), but I never have. I should have traveled a lot more. For much of my life I didn't have a lot of money, but I still could have gone more places than I have. I am planning a trip now, and looking forward to it. Would love to start planning an international trip every year, but I have anxiety spending money even though we have plenty now, so we'll see.

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Anonymous wrote:Slipping back into fantasy life and neglecting to do my Step work and gaining weight back. 17 pounds since 2017. Don't relapse.

what's your fantasy life?

Looking back and thinking how I am starting to feel now, I wonder if it wasn't part of my Trump Derangement Syndrome after Charlottesville.

Anyway, we were binge watching Game of Thrones summer 2017 (I had a knee replacement that was rehabbing and we wanted to catch up for the new shows never having watched it). I became obsessed with The Hound and had a whole sequel fantasy life as an emissary from the Iron Bank and a lost Targaryean and him as my bodyguard...would spend hours on that. Lasted till #2 in early 2018.

#2 March 2018-Jan 2020 was a sexual romantic obsession with a billionaire that involved a lot of sailing and corporate strategy.

Then it was a well known who we actually met as a couple. Thankfully that faded this year.

All

I wish I studied abroad.

Anonymous wrote:Marrying my husband.

Yup. Me too.

Anonymous wrote:This one is going to be total fodder for this crowd but ... not even applying to Harvard or any Ivy when I was graduating high school. I would have gotten in (high stats, from a rural area in the South, plus it was the 90s) but refused to even try because I thought it was too elitist. I don't think my career was ultimately harmed, but I didn't have a great college experience and find myself wishing i got to have that sort of college experience.

Same. I followed a boy to college. Ugh.

This one is going to be total fodder for this crowd but ... not even applying to Harvard or any Ivy when I was graduating high school. I would have gotten in (high stats, from a rural area in the South, plus it was the 90s) but refused to even try because I thought it was too elitist. I don't think my career was ultimately harmed, but I didn't have a great college experience and find myself wishing i got to have that sort of college experience.

Wasting so many years doing work that I wasn't suited for. I should be in a lab someone far from people doing solitary things.

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Anonymous wrote:Giving a beloved elderly relative Covid, which caused their death.

I stayed away from an elderly relative. It was post vaccines and I was traveling in the summer but she was fragile and it was her request.
She died that fall and I never saw her again. Just to give you the flip side.

I’m sorry for you both. It was a crappy situation all around and there weren’t really good fail proof options on how to go about it.

I'm the PP who caused the Covid death. Sadly, it was preventable because it happened recently, not during the confusion of the early Covid years. I knew better. I should have tested for Covid before seeing the relative since I had "cold" symptoms. It's still around, as much as we'd like to forget about it, and it still kills. But thank you to both PPs for your sympathy.

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Anonymous wrote:Giving a beloved elderly relative Covid, which caused their death.

I stayed away from an elderly relative. It was post vaccines and I was traveling in the summer but she was fragile and it was her request.
She died that fall and I never saw her again. Just to give you the flip side.

I’m sorry for you both. It was a crappy situation all around and there weren’t really good fail proof options on how to go about it.

I regret wasting my early college years in a relationship with a mentally (and sometimes physically) abusive jerk. Last I heard he’s an unmarried alcoholic working menial jobs.

Anonymous wrote:Giving a beloved elderly relative Covid, which caused their death.

I stayed away from an elderly relative. It was post vaccines and I was traveling in the summer but she was fragile and it was her request.
She died that fall and I never saw her again. Just to give you the flip side.

Anonymous wrote:Regret the college I went to. My parents didn't provide me guidance or support about college, and I didn't feel like I could ask, felt like I just had to know what to do. I also didn't feel like I could ask for what I wanted or that I was worthy of a better school. The college I went to was small and I have great friends and memories from that time but looking back, I wish I had gone to a more well-known school with a football or basketball team I could get behind on college game days and during March Madness.

So, opposite from what poster 10/23 12:45 wrote? Grass is always greener on the other...

Spending my 20s and early 30s in terrible relationships with unavailable men (before therapy)

moving too many times with kids for jobs. the jobs aren't worth it and the kids suffered. I feel tremendous guilt and if I could do it all again I would prioritize finding an amazing community, neighborhood, school and building our lives around relationships with good people, since we have so little family nearby (or at all, or family that is not horribly dysfunctional).