ardour said:
... you could have a had career,
True, although one that wouldn't do much to make me attractive beyond being independent. It wouldn't have given me any interesting ideas or stories to tell.
ardour said:
and developed a more mature, well-adjusted outlook from being in contact with mature adults on a regular basis.
It would have put me in contact with very mundane, uninspired people most likely, with very ordinary personalities and interests, who would make me feel like maybe I'm never going to learn to be interesting, never going to break out of this "league" not only in terms of looks but personality type, and all I can do is settle for mediocrity and emptiness and kill time until my health eventually fails. The people that were in my classes and the sort of people that my old classmates wound up with. They're book-smart but that's really all I can say for them. I'm not into that look or personality type or the interests they have. It's not a direction I'd really want to go in, except to avoid doing even worse.
ardour said:
You would have disposable income so you could dress well,
True, although as far as dressing goes there's only a few things I like that are expensive. I mostly wear band shirts or graphic tees, sweaters and pants and I'm satisfied with that.
ardour said:
buy the things you enjoy,
Definitely. This is probably one of the few good things that would have happened if I took that route. I'd be up to date on my collections.
ardour said:
take part in activies, travel,
Not really. I would have had the money to take part in activities but not the time, and probably not the energy either. And any time I did manage to actually do something, I wouldn't be able to get good at it due to not being able to practice it consistently (assuming a best-case scenario, that you can overcome a lack of inborn talent or starting during a critical learning window, with hard work).
Also, travel is something I really don't get. A lot of people like it and list it as an interest on their dating profile or Facebook but I don't see what the big deal is. You go to a place, see the thing, take the same pictures everyone else has, shrug, and go home again more or less the same person you were before. If something isn't going to give me inspiration, ideas, stories, a more unique personality, or make me more attractive, then it just feels like a distraction to me.
ardour said:
and generally get out of house instead rotting at home.
I'd just have been rotting there instead of here.
I'm not saying that I like doing this any more. Being an accountant would have definitely been the better choice. But that still doesn't mean it would be a good life. It would just be a slightly better flavor of awful. I seem like I'm just being cantankerous but that's how the world really looks to me.