Life is all about decisions. We make decisions based on the information available to us at that moment. Sometimes, the decisions we make turn out to be good. Often, though they turn out to be bad. Sometimes, in the end, too, it turns out that it didn’t really matter what we decided, it all turned out the same.
But this about bad decisions. Not bad decisions in terms of getting too drunk, or skipping class. But bad decisions, on a grander scale. Course of life decisions. It occurred to me recently that I had made a poor life decision–and my life was literally miserable because of it (Miserable: adj. 1.) ~3 hours of sleep a night 2.) Living on someone else’s schedule 3.) Cleaning up the messes of others…).
Was that what I wanted? Obviously not. But it was a means to an end. So the real question was, was the ends worth the means? That answer was much more difficult to answer. I found comfort in my friends and family and realized that it was not worth it, despite the promising rewards.
In the end, you’ve got it stop, take some time to think, figure out what’s important to you.
To me, it’s family, friends, school, fun. Necessarily in that order. So I restored order to my priorities, and thus, to my life.