You will die one day. What you did will not matter. The time you messed up an order in line at Starbucks. The time you said “you too” to your cashier as they said enjoy. The time you got embarrassed in front of a group of people. The time you fucked up talked to a hot girl. The time you cried because you were so stressed out about your grades.
It does not matter. You will die and everything you did, every mistake or failure will simply not matter. Your existence, your experience, your life will end and you will be nothing.
Just think about it for a minute. Life around you will be no more. “You” will not be existing anymore, one day. Just look around in the place you’re sitting in. Think of all the memories you have. Think of all the regrets you have. All that will not matter.
Do something. Take risks. Ask for that girl’s number. Don’t stress about trivial things. It will not matter when you’re dead. Do what you can do now instead of tomorrow. In the end, all you will have is your memories and your conscience. No one else. No one. Your parents won’t be there to judge you, your friends won’t be there, everyone who doubted you won’t be there. Just you. Make your memories good ones.
I love you all.