The best thing I could do for my depression, much of which sprung from existential anxiety, was commit to my decisions, I was realising. Give up the what-if game. It’s okay to change one’s mind, leave relationships and careers behind, to let things go that once meant everything. The only course to avoid is passive regret, feeling life has been done to you, or that you made the wrong choice, and must always bear the cost. There is no right path, only how you walk it.
