“A life making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing at all.” -- George Bernard Shaw
On your deathbed you will spend a lot of your time wishing that you had worried more in life. You’ll think, “Why didn’t I spend more of my time worrying about what other people thought of me?” and “I should have spent more of my time beating myself up because I was never very popular in high school.”
You’ll even say to yourself, “I should have taken fewer risks and let other people push me around more.”
You’ll wish that you had buried yourself in a cave.
You’ll reflect on your life and say “I should have spent more of my moments listening to preachers or bullies or anyone else tell me “You’re just not good enough to get into heaven or the popular crowd without their patronizing forms of approval.”
You’ll think, “I should have spent more of my time feeling guilty and ashamed of myself for being me.”
You only have one life to live and all the traces of your inconsequential existence will be forever gone anyway; So, why didn’t you spend more of your time fretting about the fact that you’re imperfect—like everyone else?
At the end of your life, you’ll wish that you had never lived.