I’ll go first…after 10 years of speculating in the market (read: gambling in high risk assets) I realized I shouldn’t ever touch a brokerage account in my lifetime. A monkey would have made better choices than I did. Greed has altered the course of life many times over. I am at an age where I may recover from my actions over the decades, but it has taken its toll. I am frugal and have a good head on me, but having such impulsivity in financial instruments was not how I envisioned my adulthood. Its a bitter pill to swallow, since money is livelihood of my family, but I need to “invest” all I have into relationships, meaningful moments, and fulfilling hobbies.
Being safe in my marriage wasn’t the same as being happy. We didn’t fight or argue, we didn’t hate each other or even dislike each other. We didn’t throw things at each other and scream at each other. After my childhood, I thought this was a happy healthy relationship. Turns out, we’re great friends but we aren’t in love. Now that I’ve discovered what happy, healthy AND in love is like, my mind is blown.
I never understood the comments from my friends that I didn’t seem happy. I thought I was…