I remember my midlife crisis. I tortured myself with regrets, really made an art form out of it and ended up really depressed. Or maybe the postpartum depression made the midlife crisis worse, hard to sort that stuff out. My biggest regret was all the opportunities that I wasted. But hindsight is really cruel so now I try not to do it at all. I want to spend the second half of my life worrying less and being more in the moment.
I have a masters degree and I am happy I did it, but I wish I had chosen something way more lucrative than social work. But then I think that maybe that was what I needed to be doing kwim? I don't regret hsing or being a SAHM but wish I could have made more money when I was working, thus the social work regret I guess. My youngest is almost nine and by the time she is ready to launch I am going to be pushing sixty, too late to start some new career. My only option would be something entrepreneurial and that is not me. I have been able to sell some things at a local knitting store, but it is more for fun than money. I don't even make sweatshop wages doing that.
And Amira, even with the masters degree I am still the bartender in the room. Actually, I am the busboy lol. But at social events here busboys are in short supply and interesting/brilliant people are a dime a dozen so I try to take some comfort in that.