Live life without regret

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So, if you read my previous post, you know that I’m a bit of a worry wart..ok, so I’m a HUGE worry wart, and letting go is something that I’ve been working on a lot lately.

Since entering the workforce, one of my biggest worries is that I’m wasting my time doing something that I don’t really like, thus, at the end of my life, I’ll look back and think, “why didn’t I just take a chance and do what I really wanted to do?” 

When I was in college, I took a stress management course, which was more like a “how to live your life” course, and it honestly changed my life. I used to be a super perfectionist, and now, I’m a bit of an imperfectionist. I still try my best at everything (don’t get me wrong), but I try not to give as many fucks as I used to. 

One lecture that my professor had during that course has forever changed my life, and I think about it on a daily basis, and unfortunately, it’s why I worry most days. 

My professor gave a lecture entitled, “The top 5 regrets of the dying.” Ever since my professor gave that lecture, I constantly think to myself, “why am I doing this?” and, “is this something I’m going to regret doing/not doing when I’m on my deathbed?”

The top 5 regrets of the dying are:

1.  I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.

3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

So, with that being said, it’s been my personal goal to start living the way I want to, and to make sure that I don’t worry so much about pleasing other people and giving up what I really want to do because “society doesn’t think it’s a good idea.”

But, I want to know, what are your biggest regrets? What are you going to do to make sure that you live your life the way YOU want to?

Granny Smith- over and out

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One thought on “Live life without regret

  1. Hi. Thanks for following my blog. I’ve been enjoying reading yours.

    I’ve seen these lists and they always make me take a little step back. I agree with your professor on most of the points but there’s a disparity here, for me at least. Maybe it has something to to with being a woman of a certain age. (I’m guessing I’m maybe your mother’s age, maybe even a bit older)

    Point 2 is the one that always whooshes by me. I’m not on my deathbed, but I’m old enough and have dealt with enough health issues that I have a grasp of the fact that death is and it will be here for me one day. Right now I wish I had worked more. Had I worked more, when the midlife crisis departure of my ex had happened, I might have been in a position to earn a better living for myself and my kids. I struggle with a part time teaching job and various odd academic and not-so-academic pursuits to bring home the bacon.

    Someone might say that it was a matter of “living up to other’s expectations” when I stayed home and worked (sparsely) at home with my kids. Not so. I wanted to do that. I don’t regret that time with my kids. I might say I regret marrying Mr. Ex. But, really, how can you regret something that brought you all these great kids? So, I wonder if other older women are saying to themselves as we grow older, “I wish I’d worked more/harder?” And, honestly, I don’t know how I could have done that. I chose to have a large family and I chose to put my academic career on the back burner. I worked very hard as a mother, a micro-scale farmer, and a writer. But could I have worked harder to get my degrees and a full time teaching job when my kids were younger? How would that have changed things right now? Would it have made things easier? Better? Maybe. Maybe not. Unanswered questions.

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