The Years are Getting Faster
It's easy to say what could have or should have happened when you're looking back at what has already occurred. That said, self-pity can be one of the biggest things that can weigh on a man trying to provide for his family. Feeling sorry for myself depresses me. And when I think of what could have or should have happened, I get angry. Hence, I hate feeling sorry for myself.

Looking back in the past several years, I remember the decisions I've made that have resulted in my life today: changing majors, staying in California, taking my time through school, not accepting out-of-state internships, proposing, getting married and having a baby right away.

Have I always made the "right" decisions? When I ask myself this question, I try to get some perspective on my life. I have a job, a place to live, a loving and supporting wife, great friends, interesting co-workers, and, in a few months, a son in my arms.

Screw what decision was "right" or "wrong": my life is awesome!

This is where I hate feeling sorry for myself: I have so much to fight for and live for. Why swim in my pity when I have such a joyful life? Sure, I'm not content with the situation we're in, but that lack of contentment drives me to provide a better life for my family.

Like Andy Dufresne said: "It comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'."

The Years are Getting Faster
It's easy to say what could have or should have happened when you're looking back at what has already occurred. That said, self-pity can be one of the biggest things that can weigh on a man trying to provide for his family. Feeling sorry for myself depresses me. And when I think of what could have or should have happened, I get angry. Hence, I hate feeling sorry for myself.

Looking back in the past several years, I remember the decisions I've made that have resulted in my life today: changing majors, staying in California, taking my time through school, not accepting out-of-state internships, proposing, getting married and having a baby right away.

Have I always made the "right" decisions? When I ask myself this question, I try to get some perspective on my life. I have a job, a place to live, a loving and supporting wife, great friends, interesting co-workers, and, in a few months, a son in my arms.

Screw what decision was "right" or "wrong": my life is awesome!

This is where I hate feeling sorry for myself: I have so much to fight for and live for. Why swim in my pity when I have such a joyful life? Sure, I'm not content with the situation we're in, but that lack of contentment drives me to provide a better life for my family.

Like Andy Dufresne said: "It comes down to a simple choice, really. Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'."