The evening was going well until a person 15 years younger than me started talking to me about his 2-year-old son. And I think of my life, alone and miserable playing the loser.
The evening was going well until a person 15 years younger than me started talking to me about his 2-year-old son. And I think of my life, alone and miserable playing the loser.
Man, I feel you. I try not to compare myself to other people and their lives but I still get jealous and envious. Especially when someone younger is doing so much better than me. I highly encourage you to dream about what you can still do and not what you could have. You can’t change the past but you can still steer the ship I guess.