We want to be able to do whatever we want to do as soon as we turn into teenagers. We throw tantrums demanding to have all restrictions lifted so we can enjoy our lives without the rules that limited us.

But what do we do with our new found freedom? We enjoy every minute of it until we notice that the old restrictions turned into new ones. We see the limitations, instead of being able to enjoy the things we finally got to do… 

Isn’t it weird that’s how we do it our whole lives? We complain, we strive, we success in getting what we want and then we complain again.

Indeed, sometimes you need to experience something in order to see if it’s what you really want, but what’s the point of complaining afterwards? It was a decision. Learn the lesson and move on. Or stick around :-)