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I think out my life in my head long before I ever do it. I always think about what is going to happen in any given situation, play over all options in my head, and choose the one I think is most likely to happen (not always what I WANT to happen). I feel like I hold myself back because I've already decided how things will happen before they do. For example. . .
When I was getting ready to graduate high school I had the next year planned out already. I was going to move away to college and live in my dorms. I was going to drink and do drugs for the first time ever and be one of the cool kids. I was going to meet a guy (I'm gay btw) who was "cool" and into drugs. I was going to fall madly in love, give my life to him and do anything to make him happy, get a little strung out for a bit, cut ties with my real friends and family, and eventually come to realize I don't want this type of life and go home. I even pictured where I would work once I moved back home.
Guess what happened?
On a related note, I get upset when I can't picture how something will be. And the situation usually ends up being a disaster. An example is when I was in third grade. When I was in first and second grade, as the year ended, I would picture world in the other classroom. I was usually correct in my assumptions. However, the way my school was divided up the third and fourth grades were on different floors and took their recesses at a different time. I didn't know anyone currently in the fourth grade and I had never met either of the 4th grade teachers. I had a hard time picturing what it was going to be like and it really bothered me. Coincidentally, my fourth grade year was by far the worst year of elementary school.
Anyone else go through this? I just discovered this site from a friend of mine and I can't get over how many other versions of myself are out there.
When I was getting ready to graduate high school I had the next year planned out already. I was going to move away to college and live in my dorms. I was going to drink and do drugs for the first time ever and be one of the cool kids. I was going to meet a guy (I'm gay btw) who was "cool" and into drugs. I was going to fall madly in love, give my life to him and do anything to make him happy, get a little strung out for a bit, cut ties with my real friends and family, and eventually come to realize I don't want this type of life and go home. I even pictured where I would work once I moved back home.
Guess what happened?
On a related note, I get upset when I can't picture how something will be. And the situation usually ends up being a disaster. An example is when I was in third grade. When I was in first and second grade, as the year ended, I would picture world in the other classroom. I was usually correct in my assumptions. However, the way my school was divided up the third and fourth grades were on different floors and took their recesses at a different time. I didn't know anyone currently in the fourth grade and I had never met either of the 4th grade teachers. I had a hard time picturing what it was going to be like and it really bothered me. Coincidentally, my fourth grade year was by far the worst year of elementary school.
Anyone else go through this? I just discovered this site from a friend of mine and I can't get over how many other versions of myself are out there.