To borrow a phrase from the book Switch, "true but useless".
And only technically true. Of course there are no actual second chances. Time only moves forward. But the implication - and it's only implied - that you're doomed to unhappiness in a cage of past life choices is defeatist, pusillanimous bunk.
As John Lennon said, "I just had to let it go". That takes more courage the older you get. But anyone that tells you that it's hopeless because you majored in accounting instead of art should be escorted quickly and quietly away from anyone impressionable, and then kept away from sharp objects for their own safety.
Pull yourself together!
Or, to quote the Terry Gilliam movie Baron Munchausen, "Open the gates!"
This simply cannot be overstated: to be paralyzed into inaction is nonetheless yet another action. The curse of choice is common to us all. To quote my mentor (and the actual fatherly mentor of Tony Robbins) Jim Rohn: "To wish it away is to wish your life away."
There is a retrospective and a prospective reading of this advice. I agree with your take when this advice is applied retrospectively, but I find it downright sobering when thinking about my future. I am in the process of making some big decisions, and perhaps I have been a bit to casual about them.
Perhaps, or perhaps you merely let the entirety of your brain make the decision, and more optimally so for your circumstances, instead of the limited executive function. Maybe. Or maybe that was just the lizard brain. Really hard for the executive brain to discern between the "all of my brain / know it in the gut / good instincts" and the "lizard brain want"
To borrow a phrase from the book Switch, "true but useless".
And only technically true. Of course there are no actual second chances. Time only moves forward. But the implication - and it's only implied - that you're doomed to unhappiness in a cage of past life choices is defeatist, pusillanimous bunk.
As John Lennon said, "I just had to let it go". That takes more courage the older you get. But anyone that tells you that it's hopeless because you majored in accounting instead of art should be escorted quickly and quietly away from anyone impressionable, and then kept away from sharp objects for their own safety.
Pull yourself together!
Or, to quote the Terry Gilliam movie Baron Munchausen, "Open the gates!"