I’ve recently realised I’ve started to HATE my life. I hate everything I’ve done so far and I’m regretting so many things. I’ve been in a relationship since I was 14, I’m 23 now and have a 5 year old. I think I’m falling out of love with my partner, who is literally perfect in every way, and I hate myself for it. I keep thinking about what could have been if I wasn’t such a fragile, anxious mess my whole childhood. Who I could have been and the things I could have done… I could have travelled and I could have had friends, I could have left the house more often, I could have had more experiences and not felt so bored all of the time. I dread waking up every day… I love my child so much, don’t get me wrong, but I keep daydreaming about where I could have been if I wasn’t so young and stupid. What have I missed out on? How do I stop this feeling..?