Regrets of the dying

I read a blog post about someone’s time as a nurse for dying people. She talked to them about their biggest regrets in life. I am still in the first half of my life, but my biggest regret so far has been my alcohol use. It’s been a net negative for me. What are some of your biggest regrets so far?

These were their biggest regrets:

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."

It’s weird- but at 42. I literally have the exact opposite feelings on those.

1) living a life you want of fantasy instead of living in reality eventually screws you.

2) hard work pays off. Work your ass off doing what you love. Be the best at it.

3) most people don’t give a shit about you or your feelings. It’s wasted energy. Be calm and collected. Be logical. Being in your feelings is for women.

4) friends come and go. Stop trying to force interactions. If they cared they would have made the effort. Let them go.

5) You can’t force happiness. Life is mostly shit. You have a right to be angry.

regret is self imposed solitary confinement, it is best to release yourself and avoid regret in the future.

Points #2 I agree with. The others, well, sorry that you feel that way, man.
#1-this site is all about fantasy, if you lived in reality you wouldn't be frequenting prositututes. You wouldn't be posting interesting, quality comments that you often do.
#3-I'd agree about being cool about things overall, but these fantasy visits are all about letting go with your feelings. Having feelings as an older man (65) is healthy.
#4-Friends come and go and have a shelf life. But in terms of forced interactions, here's another take. My Kgal didn't reach out to me, I made another great interaction happen, I have another interaction next week. And so on.
#5-That's a rough take on things. Reminds me of that awesome movie, "Falling down."

Had I not discovered prostitutes several years ago my life would be shit. Were it not for them I'd be diddling at best an actual gilf with all of that baggage that any adult acquires in their 50's.
Long live that fantasy that gets me into bed with hot ladies decades younger than me. The reality, not the fantasy, is that at the end of my life I will have bedded many, many hot young women. And it really, really would not have mattered whether I paid for it.

Thanks for sharing, and feel better.

At 60 my biggest regret is I didn't do all I could have done to keep my marriage together. I maintain a friendly relationship with her and that's a positive thing. I gave up alcohol and eating junk. Now I am fit and feeling great.I have plenty of savings and can afford to what I want such as own several nice cars and a nice house but I do look forward to a future with a permanent partner. As much fun as banging attractive hookers is even this has gotten to be routine for me. Not to mention I enjoy going bareback and cumming inside a pussy too much to continue doing it with sex workers. I got away with it for a long very enjoyable year or two but eventually I would probably catch something and regret it. I have a nice looking Asian girlfriend who enjoys pleasing me physically and takes care of me in ways that are much more meaningful than an hour of covered intercourse.

I want a quick death well before senility kicks in.

A broken Church spire though the heart, like the priest in The Omen. Seems like a nice way to go.

I’d like to see a Yankees vs. Dodgers or Cubs World Series and a Lakers vs. Celtics NBA Finals before I die. lol

How about dying in "the saddle" with a 20 year blonde on top of you, post orgasm of course?

I guess I didn’t take those points and relate them to spa visits. I guess everyone has a different reasons for this hobby. It can get very complicated- I’m not denying your experience. I just related those points more to overall life I guess. My life is kind of like falling down. I’m not even sure what keeps me going at this point. I’m a hollowed out shell.

Senility or cancer. I came across this nasty YouTube video of a guy who had cancer that was literally a tumor that was eating his face. Most disgusting thing I’ve even seen and I’ve seen a lot. No hope of it getting better. Only worse. He was so optimistic and positive. “lost half my jaw and two more teeth today… life is great!”

I’d have taken out a gun and ended it right there.

He apparently did end up dying about a month later.

I would have not gotten snipped as early as I did, and had more kids. I have since adopted relatives whose parents were not able to use self-control in their lives. Five successful adult children is a great accomplishment for any man, but I REALLY REALLY enjoyed being a dad, and wish that time in my life was no over so soon.

Also, maybe a bigger regret, was openly disregarding my wife's and children's wishes, and going back to the war after being nearly killed, TWICE. I did no think hard and long enough about them, and even now so many years later I think about how they must have felt the first two times they got the call that their husband and father had been shot and they needed to fly to the Germany right now. I will never be able to undo that thing that I did to them, in selfish vainglorious way. They don't openly ever say anything about it, but I can't imagine that they just forgot it.

Other than that, nothing else. Of the ones you mentioned,

#1 check. I was "supposed to" be some kind of politician or maybe cabinet secretary or department chair or some shit, according to my mentors and family. I don't do what others claim I'm supposed to do; if they want to live that life as described they can do it. They said, Vlad, you're wasting your life going to the Army, Vlad why are you going to engineering school, Vlad what will you do with an MBA? Joke's on them, most of them are in coffins or watching Matlock 24/7
#2 I don't regret one ounce of my hard work. I was born in a foreign prisoner of war camp in the worst place in the Russia, and now I'm as successful as I want to be. Grandfather used to say, "work will set you free", and he was so right I wished I had even worked harder to get to this very spot even one day earlier.
#3 Have to be careful in expressing feelings. Most people who no one wants to be around, or people who enjoy visiting the jail every few months, are people who do no have the genetic makeup to control their impulses, or their emotions. There is a time and place for feelings, and most settings and most times are no these. Not that no one cares, but no one cares.
#4 Most of my old friends are drug addicts or prisoners, or NPCs, even worse are short dicked politicians, I have no regret of not keeping in contact, and purposefully do this action. My best friends in my whole life, three were killed in the war and one killed himself at the war, of the last two, one delivers sandwiches to my plant once a week, and the other one I'm visiting tomorrow in New Yock City where his dad is on trial, again. Live in the moment, you find often that people you were compatible with five ten twenty thirty years ago are different now as you are, and more likely you would no like them today.
#5 This one wow yes anyone should almost make a physical appointment in their planner to have fun and be happy. Sometimes, to the point of #1, people don't even know who they are, maybe to the point of #3 and #4. They live someone else's life, their parents or mentors or teacher or neighbor or boss or friends, and wake up 40 and have no idea who the hell they really are. I'm the same guy I was in the 80s, 90s, and so on, I make a space for myself and I go to there when I need to center. In that place are all my favorite things, and all the things that I know others in my life will laugh about or make fun of me for or shake their heads, but is my life and I do what I want in my life. Mongering fills this role to an extent for me, I can get away from everyone who will make any judgement, and be my true natural self. Don't have to act, don't have to say special stuff, just be myself. Probably why I enjoy chatting the dolls as much as I enjoy licking their pussies

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What is your perception of nice cars? Everyone has a different thought of what a nice car is.

I very much appreciate that!

. But honestly- it’s nothing that can be fixed by talking. I wanted to get married and have a family. I have none of that and it’s society driven. Women aren’t into men that aren’t in the top 5%. Its not just women. Friends too. No one wants connection anymore. So many opportunities for connection and people disappear. Humans are shit. It’s left me very bitter. Talking about it only makes it worse.

Maybe it’s not even that women want the top 5%. I’ve seen some hot women with some deadbeats. It’s that women don’t want me. That I can say for sure. Without this hobby I’d absolutely be an incel and that’s just sad.

I have a two year old Lexus suv for everyday driving and a classic caddy convertible.A relative has a brand new tesla and s class Mercedes he is in love with. I drove both and was unimpressed especially since the Mercedes cost him 120k. What is your preference for vehicles?

Kinda the same here.
I mean, for me, I would be an incel because I never could or will settle for a plainer looking female, and now at my age, a middle aged bag. And to be clear, to me, Jennifer Aniston, Angelina Jolie, Ainsley Earhardt, and any other older woman most guys think are attractive are all old bags. I'm fucked.

I found even women my own age aren’t interested. I’m 42. Decent looking. Women don’t give me the time of day. It’s not even close. Even when I approach and chat it’s very “go away” vibes.

Not to get it back on that other topic about women.

But my regrets are exactly that. Dying alone. No family. No kids. No wife. But I’ve come to the conclusion it’s not me. I’ve done my part. Society in America is totally fucked.

At this point , I’d settle for a Yankees vs anyone World Series ! , but Yanks- Cubs would be awesome . Should have happened in 2003

PorterD & Slim , I am a big fan of both your comments and viewpoints , and certainly share some of your experiences ( Slim , we probably crossed paths at some point in the late 80’s ) . Hang in there and grab happiness , however little when it comes along . Life can change on a dime at anytime , and am rooting for it to change for the better for you both .