Sometimes, I feel as if every decision of my life has been wrong. I question going to college when I had the opportunity to run a fairly successful business my father owned. Instead of a mountain of student loan debt, I could possibly still have that business. I question attending Memphis. I question studying writing. I outright regret attending graduate school. All of these decisions have hampered my professional career and left me little more than a second class citizen in a nation that only rewards greed and corruption.
I married the wrong woman and then compounded that mistake by staying in the marriage much too long. I love my children and wouldn’t trade them for anything, but the marriage was a mistake and has hampered every aspect of my life to this day. I also regret how I handled my divorce, conceding way too much and leaving myself with too few rights as far as my children are concerned. I also regret not taking the first two years after the divorce, staying alone, and healing.
I question my decision to teach for Tusculum, to teach period, but especially for them. Simply put, they are a terrible school that treats their faculty like dirt. I regret wasting my youth on them. I also question my decision to return to education after I had escaped. WSCC is a good school, but I’m no longer happy teaching and wish I had done something else.
I question my decision to self-publish. I can’t really say it’s amounted to anything other than a few good friends and a handful of good memories. Financially, it was a disaster. Given the opportunity to go back, I probably wouldn’t do it over.
In short, just about every major decision of my life has been wrong in one way or another. I feel like a fool of the grandest scale and also feel like I can’t trust my own judgment.