OnMyLast Legs
Too many regrets
- Oct 29, 2024
- 23
Yeah, it all fell apart around '09-10. I quit my D1 sport. That was my calling, my greatest talent. I should have excelled in that then coached. I thought I was going to become an intellectual, a scholar, a professor. Turns out I couldn't even muster an undergraduate thesis.
The 15 years since have been various wastes of time interpersed with mental health crises. For a long time I managed to delude myself that I was about to rise up and live a great life, it was still going to happen, I was still going to be magnificent.
Now that I'm starting to really see and feel aging for the first time (35) I know that was it. I became myself. And what I am is not good.
The 15 years since have been various wastes of time interpersed with mental health crises. For a long time I managed to delude myself that I was about to rise up and live a great life, it was still going to happen, I was still going to be magnificent.
Now that I'm starting to really see and feel aging for the first time (35) I know that was it. I became myself. And what I am is not good.