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Do you ever feel like you're chained down by your past - things you can't let go of, things you wish you could still do? (kbin.social)
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And like there's this person that you were, and this person that you are going to be, and the person you are now doesn't know how much you need to get rid of past you to make room for future you. And you feel overwhelmed in this decision and become paralyzed, not actually moving forward with the conscious decisions of what to let go, and things start to fall away but you don't know if those are the right things.

I've just feeling like that for a while. I know there are things I need to let go of, but when I try to do it, it causes me great anxiety and I stop. I'm just wondering if anyone else ever feels the same.

Thanks for listening.

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[โ€“] blackdragoness@kbin.social 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Yes, every single day. It's stifling sometimes. For example there are career routes I wish I could have gone down. I wish I had that on campus experience. I wish I could have met more people or traveled. But I can't now.

[โ€“] Pandantic@kbin.social 2 points 1 year ago

For me, it's a bit different from regret. It's things - like hobbies, games, physical objects, habits, etc. Sometimes I look around and wonder what happened to the me that loved such things? Am I still in there somewhere? Is it just the repressiveness of life that keeps me from enjoying what I used to? Or are these things distant from me now? Am I a different person now or was I stuffed into this mold and I can fit the things I used to love?