I’ll start: My first GF and I didn’t use protection. We used the pull out technique. FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR! I was 19 and could have ruined my life then and there.
There was this prince fleeing his African kingdom that fell shortly after. He contacted me and wanted my help in moving much of his wealth abroad. I decided I couldn’t help him, because I was preoccupied with different stuff back then. To think that I lost the possibility to gain some neat percentage of all this money…
The real life equivalent to this is that time back in like 2012 or some shit when I heard about this new thing called the silk road and bitcoin, and I considered buying bitcoin at like $0.50, but was broke and got my weed locally no problem anyway, so why should I bother?
If I had a time machine…
Got high with my ex and her new boyfriend. Well, he wasn’t her boyfriend yet. That was the night it happened.
How were you being an idiot? She fucked another dude while you were with her right? How did she not do anything wrong?
Weed kickstarted their intimate connection? I’ve heard of drunken hookups but this is a new one for me.
More like it prevented me from picking up on the hints that I should leave.
Drugs. A few times my harm reduction practices were shaky at best, though overall I was pretty good, but still. I wouldn’t trade it for the world, but dumb nonetheless and life changing absolutely.
If only I could have the wisdom that comes from trauma without actually having to deal with trauma and it’s circumstances…oh I guess life would be kinda dull that way though.
I took three tabs of acid at a festival and had one hell of a night! If only I could remember it…
I failed to objectively reason and logically assess the fundamental religious extremism I was raised with for the first 30 years of my life.
