Speaking as a version of myself that could be considered from the future by my past self, I consider my past self a moron and give no compassion to my past.

I have passed up opportunities at a better job, better family relationships, potential romantic relationships, and a better life.

Life tries to hit me with opportunities like a brick dropping on my head and yet I still manage to miss them time and time again and only realize it when it's too late.

I always have been and always will be a moron. It's something I've begun to accept because trying is what never gets me anywhere.