I’m not sure what’s worse, making choices that turn out to be bad ones, or not having made any choices at all?
In hindsight and all things considered, personally I would rather have made some bad choices than not made any choices at all. Having been controlled all my life I never got to make any of my own choices.
Whilst I understand the process of why this has been my life, years on I am reminded of the life I haven’t had, the new scenarios I haven’t experienced, the new relationships I could have had, the places I could have visited and the life I could have lived, which isn’t my life now.
I don’t believe we can ever put a price on our experiences. Experiences are priceless regardless of whether they turn out to be good or bad ones, but we can put a price on never having had those experiences.
It’s the gentle reminders that keep cropping up, for me it’s not the experiences themselves.