(05-14-2013, 01:21 PM)Mr Maps Wrote: Joel, you're setting your goals too high. Accomplishment is a meaningless term, and anyway, it takes time, man. There a plenty of people who weren't successful until later life. Off the top of my head, there's Seasick Steve, who didn't become a successful musician until his 60s. And he lived a lot of his is life as a hobo. And everyone's pretty useless when they're a kid. When your a kid, you don't care about the future, and you're not interesting in being the nest Da Vinci, y'know? And you've identified that you haven't been as accomplished as you want to, right? So that's a success in itself. You want to rectify the situation, and there's nothing stopping you from doing so. It's silly to dwell on the past - it can't be changed. Look, the point is, it's never too late. Particularly in your case.
You're right. Thanks. My first example of a late bloomer would have been Alan Rickman who got his first movie role (Hans Gruber) when he was 42.
I can't help but still be a jealous of people that are 1) younger than me, AND 2) more skilled, talented, and educated, though, and they seem relatively common.
You're right, I should just go ahead and keep learning and practicing different trades. That's why I started the Polymath Thread in the first place. I guess I probably feel bad because despite my efforts I still manage to have bad grades in school. I took a professional IQ test the other day and got 139 as a result and I couldn't believe it; I work hard for school and still manage mediocre (at best) grades.
Still, apparently it gets harder to learn things as you get older, so that's something I'm not exactly warmed up to.
(05-14-2013, 01:31 PM)Adam Wrote: The hard thing for me is, that i can't even seem to realise what happened, it's been a couple days now and this is all i've thinking about but it hasn't sunk in yet.I think I know what you mean. If an elementary school friend of mine passed away, I'd probably feel bad for them and their family, but not necessarily sad, because I'm no longer close to them. I'd definitely feel weird about it though.
And it's the weirdest feeling knowing someone who played a very important role in your early life just died and you don't feel sad or anything, just shocked and confused.
Everybody tells me they understand my sadness, they understand it's hard, they understand i need some time to grief. But tbh i feel nothing of that sort. Idk, this has just fucked me up a bit, i really just don't know