I would have finished my studies. Gone to med- school, or read biology, or sports-psychology.
I also would have tried once again to do martial arts, BJJ or MMA.
I would try to date even though I suffer from crippling social anxiety when it comes to women. But then again it could be related to a faulty stress response.
More photography and less CBT.
I don’t know. It’s really hard to say with the ‘what ifs’ of life.
I might have followed my dreams and became a big movie producer/director. But even that field is full of a lot of people who are a little weird and not quite neurotypicals.
My only goal before I got ill was to work on the freeways as a Highway Maintenance Worker. During the depression/recession of 1974 my dad got laid off his surveyor job and got a job on the freeways to support our family. When I was 19 my dad encouraged me to take the test along with 40 other guys to get hired on. This was 1979 and minimum wage was $2.65 an hour and if you worked full time on the minimum wage you made $424 a month but the Highway Maintenance job started at $1100 a month; a small fortune to me. The job was keeping the freeways clean by picking up trash and taking care of the landscape.
I did average on the test, but this was the year California got infested with the Mediterranean Fruit fly and all the fruit in the state had to be picked and quarantined and the state hired all the people who took the test to pick fruit. That was right when I got sick and went into Soteria House so I couldn’t work. My dads friend worked for 30 years as a maintenance worker so maybe if I wouldn’t have gotten sick I might still be working out on the freeways.
Probably the same thing, just maybe a phd in Economics instead of Physics (aiming for)
I would probably be still be in chiropractic school.
Could have been a pro soccer player. I invested a lot of time into the sport as I grew up. My prodromal started around 17. I was at a ripe age to change teams and take things more seriously, however, an accident would change my life forever and I decided to close this chapter of my life and kinda gave up on playing Soccer.
I’d probably be getting ready to retire from a career, as an RN, working in pharmaceutical sales, in a couple of years from now.
I’d probably be employed in some dead end job.
Leaving the country for higher ground, stockpiling goods for future trade value, such as precious metals.
Go on vacation as much as possible.
Try out things to do good, that I have thought about before, to see if they really are good for others and sustainable to practice.
Hire other people to research information for me.
Anonymize myself and create a ghost business.
Create a family.
Ignore everyone, unless they can prove themselves to me, by their own merits or objective proofs.
Read books and gain knowledge.
Reinvest in a small town, in a good, stable country, that I would like to retire in at old age.
Form a mafia to screw other destructive mafias.
Follow my previous ambitions and try new things, no matter how silly or immature.
I’m not too sure, really.
I think I’d probably have some sort of career by now, have a Masters degree in something, be supporting myself financially, and live on my own.
It’s not really a question I think about too much— I find it’s not helpful. It honestly feels like an alternate timeline at this point.
Being in the here and now is better for me, personally.
Not to make excuses but yea meds and such just mathematically take some energy which is equal to hours that could be applied doing something so…
I’m not sure that I would have changed much… Just feel maybe I would have been further along with the things I am pursuing. Like music, philosophy and such. I still have hope for myself in those areas though. Definately haven’t thrown in the towel.
I guess sz did interrupt my studies so I would have likely had a degree which would help career wise.
Would probably be in uni
Schizophrenia changed my world views completely, but it actually didn’t change my life or career to a very great extent. I was doing an advanced degree in one subject at that moment, but, after that, I changed my subject and did something else. I even actually got my degree after I was diagnosed. Some people may say that meds helped, but I think it’s more important for you to have a very strong mindset and believe in yourself. Nothing is impossible, if I can do it, you can as well.
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I would have had so much more sex in my 30s
I was too busy fighting at the gates of hell
I would have been able to have gotten a college degree and would have had a career. I like to view myself as one of those capable woman who could have a doctorate in something and be able to manage a family and a social life.
I’d be an average joe.
Married with kids, a 9 to 5 job. Unhappily married probably.
I was destroyed as a child and also had insomnia then.
I think I have ptsd with schizophrenia symptoms but psychiatrists said schizophrenia but if they knew what happened to me and couldn’t be paid if they would change diagnosis.
I would hopefully have surrounded myself with better people and had real quality loyal true friends and studied successfully and worked with whatever I want perhaps two or three jobs part time.
Had my own ranch or hobby farm with fresh water lake and animals and trail ride where I would go horse riding every day.
Go for skinny dips.
Have steady relationships beyond and more than rock solid.
Not be as forgiving and tolerant of disrespect n abuse n emotional torture etc but deny all access to me to such disgusting ones who treat me like a h it year after year or so.
Dance
Swim
Pump
Bush walk etc