I reckon that list of five is on the money. But I have been working on 1 and 3. When Jan died I had counselling for grief. This developed into regular sessions with a psychologist, who has helped me heaps, and was the catalyst for me to stop drinking, which some of you know was probably killing me. 
It's too late to do anything about 2, but yes. I spent far too much time away from the people I loved. I wish I had that time back. 
4. Well, I never did. No friendship ever seemed strong, no real bonds. I was always a fish out of water in the groups I mixed in. 
5. Happy? Take it when it comes. 
Pretty sad list really. But, James, I don't think this one is a waste of time at all. One thing counselling has taught me is that talking, I mean really talking, deep stuff, is vital. Young people rarely do it, too busy doing 'stuff'. Getting 'stuff'. I never talked, and it's my deepest regret. It's why bonds were not formed. I know now that my previously unsuspected ADHD had a lot to do with this, but talking helps with that as well. 
Number 1 on your list, that's what I try to tell one of my grandsons. He got bullied a bit. I tell him that he needs to just be himself. He gets worried that the other kids won't like him if he doesn't try to fit in. I tell him that those kids won't like him no matter what he does, they'll keep changing the rules. If he is simply himself, and doesn't try to be someone else, then he will find kids who really like him. Shouldn't call him a kid, he just turned 13. ( Funny how things work. His brother, younger, is a bulldozer who doesn't give a stuff if people like him or not. He just is. A force of nature. My son and his wife thought they were perfect parents when they just had the first one. Were they in for a surprise...).   I know all this because I was bullied. At school, in the Army. I was different. School because I didn't come from a rich family, Army because I started as a boy in a man's world, especially with the returning 'Nam Vets. I regret not accepting the offers to go to Officer Training ( my education levels were higher than the average soldier back then ). I didn't want to give orders to people I was scared of, and too stupid to realise that they train you for that. 
I regret the years wasted in marijuana and alcohol. It isn't special to be able to out bong or outdrink others. It's stupid. But the circles I moved in in the late 70s and 80s all did it. 
I don't regret falling in love last year with a 42 year old woman. but I'm sad it didn't last. Well, it probably couldn't. But it was fantastic for about 8 months, so hold onto that. 
I'm probably taking this thread too seriously, but I can't help it. As I say, talking about real things is great. 
OK. I wish I still had my MG. I wish I still had all of my FIATS. Those twin cams were lovely things, and as reliable as a LR. Wish I still had my XA Falcon ex police car. And most of all wish I still had my Cooper S.   I have owned three Holdens, and regret buying all three. Although they would all be worth some $$$ now. FC Special Sedan. Plain Jane EH 149. And a possibly rare HT that was a crossover model that was fitted with the last of the 307 Chev, Powerglide trans that were discontinued after the HK. 
I wish I had made Jan go for regular checkups. But I didn't do that either. I do now. 
There's a corny Baz Luhrmann movie called Strictly Ballroom. It's a pretty good allegory for number one on the list. Fitting in to convention, living in fear of the judgement of others. And the triumph of breaking free of those shackles. Baz's in your face style is a little hard to take though.
				
			 
			
		 
			
			
			
				
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