I ****** something up real bad in the past. My loved ones warned me not to do it. But i didn't listen. And i regret it now. Wish i could go back and change it. But that's not gonna happen.
In my case, I would changed the day back in December of 1966 when my wife-to-be and I got carried away one night and she got pregnant. I definitely married the right woman, but it was a rough start for us, let me tell ya, especially since she was from a VERY traditional Sicilian family.
If you're referring to Solomon he didn't actually say "meaningless".
That is a poor translation.
The actual meaning of the word is vapor or breath, so the connotation is that life is brief and time here is like a morning mist, only there for a short time.
As such we should make the most of it, recognizing that our duty is to God not men.
The day I called the community service board to make an appointment for depression. I don't know where'd I be in a good way if I went outside the county network to a private doctor for help. The whole experience was traumatic in addition to other stuff, but then I'm a bit scared of the butterfly effect-I'm safe and mind is free(er), what more can I ask?