I thought I was the main character of the world and the rules of the world and the consequences of not following them didn’t apply to me. I thought the hardships I made for myself would be excellent material for my autobiography or for when they made a movie about my life. That I’d just magically be a huge success because I’m the main character. I’m older and wiser now and p_issed off I don’t have a time machine so I could go back and kick my own a.rse for being so stupid and delusional.