My maternal grandmother caused a HUGE stir when she married a Catholic. She herself was... a Lutheran. If you're not familiar, the differences between those sects are REALLY minor; this was before Vatican 2, so it made a LITTLE more sense, but it's pretty much "Catholic vs diet Catholic".
One of the conditions that she had to agree to was to raise the kids Catholic, which she did- and continued to do, even after the divorce, which was ANYTHING but amicable. She held on to her promise, and kept it, even when it meant sending her kids to a church every week and a school every day where they were told that God would not let their mother into heaven because of tiny theological disputes. Why? Well, she'd promised. It was ALSO the single best way to ensure that they wouldn't blindly accept anything an authority figure told them, and a kind of left-handed backhand to the Church itself, but she could just say "I'm keeping my word", and be entirely correct.
She died eight years before I was born, and one of my great regrets is that I never got a chance to meet her. I think we'd've gotten along famously.
Hmm I don’t really think about decisions as regrets. Everything I’ve done is what has got me where I am. Mistakes I made were necessary for me to learn from.
My biggest regret is letting people step on me. I've grown stronger from it where i dont ever let it happen no more, but at one time i dealt with feeling love for a total fuckboy that i thought could work things out. Hell no, he even tried to have his way with a friend of mine. I also let an obsessive stalker guy keep his grip on me because of his threats of killing himself if i "left" him (he believed we had a relationship when we did not). He originated from this site too. He even had future plans and shit. He was a fucking loser.
Those are just a few examples but the universe just put them in my life as hard lessons for me to be able to grow to be more assertive when i have to be when it comes to idiots.
Not doing enough to grow into a fully grown man. At least 6'1"/185 cm. I should've slept 10 hours a night and done two hours of cardio daily as a nine year old, until the puberty phase was over. I didn't know, though!
I didn't know I'd have Precocious Puberty. I didn't know my height and puberty would be severely stunted. And I didn't know my ten year old height would be my permanent height I'd be stuck with for life. I also had an abusive mother growing up dirt poor and on weekends when I didn't have school, couldn't even eat dinner.
Still though... I could've done more to actually grow an extra two to six inches. I should've played basketball, become a vegan, or done intense daily cardio, to escape out of the girls and kids zone of height and not be stuck down here at 180 with all the women. Hindsight really is 20-20.
Height is genetic, and you can't change when you go through puberty, and your height when done growing is not finished when puberty is finished, and when puberty starts doesn't correlate with when it finishes.
You could have puberty start early, finish late, and finish growing 5 years after puberty already finished.
@TheSpaceGnome Yes height is genetic, but the genetic part only determines the range of what you could grow into. Your minimum height and maximum height, under healthy circumstances (which I did not have). Environment plays a huge part in maximizing one's potential height within the range given to them by their parents. Sleep is the biggest factor in that, which is why those who are sleep deprived likely end up short (caffeine was falsely attributed to stunting growth because it can potentially reduce how much sleep you get). Diet and cardio also plays a huge role, which is why student athletes usually end up growing taller than their non-athletic siblings and peers.
The Precocious Puberty thing extremely pisses me off, though. I feel like I was robbed of my entire life. I don't expect anyone else to understand this, nor do I care if they do, but being stuck small and weak, when I was 'relatively' tall as a kid, has f*cked me up psychologically in ways I can't really describe. The best analogy I have is like going from being Superman, to being Christopher Reeve (if you know what happened to him). Or like being a lion stuck in the body of a mouse.
That's what it's like, and why ending up "small" at best, and described as a genetically useless disposable human being, at worst by well-intentional people, is my biggest regret in life.
Environmental factors are usually minimal for maximum size. I've seen poor people who barely eat be 6 foot at 12, and people who overeat be 4 foot at 30, but yes, it can have a minor effect on things like muscle and bone size, more bulk, but height? eh..
As far as understanding the plight, I started puberty at 8, and I'm not tall, but I don't share your view about height differences.
Height has been pretty much irellevant in my life, It's never affected relationships, it's never made me feel weak, or impacted my choice in women, or who chooses me.
The women I like are nerds who play video games and watch anime and sci fi, and their ideal body type is usually not a hulking jock, its a short, slim, comical and smart guy, with no facial or body hair, lots of scalp hair, and unusually strong talents/skills in the art, music, math, science, or technology.
I've also never felt the urge to feel like superman, even when playing video games, I prefer to be weak and win because of practice against an enourmously stronger enemy, rather than winning by advantage. I'm very much happy being the underdog of sorts, the david who kicks goliath's ass, for lack of a better analogy.
I think thats way more badass than an overpowered hulk beating up a little guy cuz he's too much of a panzy, so small never meant weak to me, and thats carried over in things like martial arts, peer pressure, bullys, and just general outlook on the matter, etc.
The average height of humans increases each generation. 3 generations ago, 5 feet was tall, and yet no one struggled because of it.
I fail to see how being shorter equates to being useless, it just sounds absurd, I've never once felt handicapped over height.
What is it exactly that being taller would give you? You act as if its some sort of magical power that grants wishes ersomething. Is your dream to stock really high shelves in a library or store, because even the tallest people use ladders for that. Not trying to poke fun, I just genuinely don't get the facination.
I have a few thing I wish happened differently but most of them put me on the path I am on today, the only thing i can say i really regret is not spending more time with my father and putting in more effort to have a relationship with him, my father died of cancer a month before my 18th birthday. I still have some fond memories with him that I hold onto but I wish I made more time to make more memories with him.
I not sure if this is called regret, but in my college years. I had drunk sex with another dude.
It all started because I was drunk passed out and this dude started to suck me off. One thing lead to another and bona bing bona boom. I was was doing the nasty with another dude.
I don't mean to get all dark here, but as of right now I honestly only have one regret, which is spending time alone with my grandfather. (I should've listened to my grandmother but I couldn't stand her so I purposely spent more time with him to upset her)
Being a little bitch all my life who let everyone step on me or be in charge when I should have said they should go fk themselves and quit right there.
I don't think I need to explain how that can make her quite the unpleasant person to such an extreme degree where she would threaten her own son's life
And even for a bit believing that I tried to kill her or something like that which I didn't try to do matter of fact I've saved her life on multiplications her life was in my hands and mine alone and I let her live
My biggest regret in life was being born into the family that I was, obviously nothing I had control over, but I would have loved to have a family that I actually liked.
I made a decision that was in the best interest of the company I was working for instead of what was in my best interest. I thought I was being a good corporate citizen,
Not going polyamorous sooner. Missed out on lot of romance and I'm sure I'd have a few more good women in my life. Alas I just restrained myself to friendship and eventually our paths all parted.
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