Maybe I didn't speak up...maybe I didn't stand up and do something to get what I wanted...
I learned the hard way if I wasn't a daydreamer, I would've had a better and happier life today. I can't say if everything would've looked sparkling and golden...but I would've had a relatively good life.
I spent the first 20 years of my early adulthood fucking around. I don't recall achieving things and I honestly didn't get any attention. I daydreamed excessively, but I didn't get ahead and I wasn't successful at anything—and nobody was there for me, there were no relationships either.