All Was Well.
I’ve often felt really bad about some choices that I’ve made in my life. I’ve always been bad at making decisions, anyways, but sometimes I felt like I was always choosing the wrong thing to do.
Starting with school decisions. I started to study in office work because I wanted to be off of school as soon as possible. Then I switched to a pre-university program because that would give me more time to figure out what I actually wanted to do. When that was done, I enrolled into a Communications program because that was fitting many, many of my interests. I was sure I would be at my place, because it was so perfect. I did like many of the classes, but I couldn’t see what my actual job would be after those 3 years. And I didn’t have any friends in class. I didn’t fit in. So I chose to leave that, too.
I felt bad about those wrong paths, because that means it’ll have taken me two years longer than it should have to graduate. But, in fact, I am very lucky. Having started two years earlier, I wouldn’t have met my current classmates, who are also among my best friends. They make my life so much better. I am grateful for those two wasted years.
Then came my decision of moving out. I like living on my own and I like my roommates, but I didn’t have to move, and as time went by, I felt like I was just wasting money. I would go to work feeling grumpy because every penny I was making would go away as soon as I got them.
I felt bad about that wasted money. I would be wondering what I would have done with it if I’d been able to keep it to myself. But, if I hadn’t been living here, I may not have gone to my roommate’s birthday party. And that’s where I met my boyfriend. I honestly don’t care about that money anymore, and I’m enjoying every minute that I have left in this apartment. I would have mixed feelings about going back at my mum’s, but all I’m thinking about now is that it’s so much closer to where he lives.
The bottom line is that something even BETTER always came out of any bad decision that I’ve made. Life is awesome, seriously. I can’t believe how lucky I am.
[And yes, the title is a Harry Potter reference.]
Wow. That’s really cool how you realized that, indeed, something better came out from your decisions, which you thought were bad initially. They may have made you suffer at the time, but they were worth it afterall. And it shows how regrets are a waste of time because life is so random and intertwined, and everything basically happens for a reason – don’t fight it. It’s a good way to think!
And take note people – may I add that all of this has happened because of HARRY POTTER. If it weren’t for Harry Potter, you wouldn’t know me, and hence you wouldn’t know him. Muahahaha…..HARRY POTTER IS GOD (or maybe Jo is).
Well said :)
I told him that we would never have met if it weren’t for Harry Potter… He’ll start reading them soon, lol.
He better read them!
(This is off-topic, but) Can we do something really really really Harry Potterish before I leave? Like a marathon, or a trivia game or something? I’ll miss it when I’m over there. Even though I’ll technically be closer to it all…
Ça serait cool! Mais on a tellement de la misère à se voir qu’il faudrait que ça se fasse à distance, lol.
Well it shouldn’t be too hard for us 3 to do something. It’s harder when we try to coordinate 5 people.
I’m in! We haven’t done something HP-ish in a while and Germain will miss out on the next HP road trips so we SHOULD do something.