The worst feeling a human can experience

There’s one feeling that almost every person faces at the end of their life.
It’s not pain. It’s not fear.

It’s regret.

But not just any regret — it’s the specific, soul-cutting regret of not becoming the person you knew you could be.

Everyone has something inside of them they want to express, to unlock, to bring to life.

• A painter wants to master his craft.

• A musician wants to push their art to the limit.

• A lifter wants to take their body as far as their genetics allow.

Different paths. Same energy.
The deep human pull to become what you know you were meant to become.

Those who ignore that pull?
They leave this world never knowing what they were capable of.
And that regret… doesn’t go away.

My story:

I’m lucky and unlucky enough to have grown up hard.

I was bullied.
I had insane social anxiety.
I couldn’t even talk to my own family — yeah, it was that bad.

But even at rock bottom, I had a small fire in my belly.
A voice that said:

And over years of pushing myself, I did.

Then came fitness.
I was skinny. Weak. Looked down on.

People told me my genetics guaranteed I’d stay small forever.
But that same fire in my belly?
It lit again.

And now — wherever I go, whatever gym I step into — I’m usually the most jacked guy in the room.

That’s not bragging. That’s proof.

Proof that when you honor the fire inside you, it changes your life.

The problem: most people forget.

When you’re a kid, your dreams are endless.
You want to be strong. Bold. Happy. Free.
There’s no doubt in your mind that you can be.

But as you grow, something happens.

• You have kids — and suddenly their dreams matter more than yours.

• You get a partner — and you stop prioritizing your own growth.

• You get a job — and your boss’s goals replace your own.

And slowly, you disappear from your own life.

You tell yourself it’s noble to sacrifice yourself.
But if you do it for too long, you become resentful. Hollow. Angry at the life you built.

That’s not selfishness. That’s a soul screaming to be seen.

Care for your own dreams.

We all die. That’s not a threat — it’s a fact.
And the only question that will matter is this:

If your answer is yes — then you win.

For me, I wanted to look like Goku (yeah, sounds wild, but it was real).
And honestly? I came pretty damn close.

That’s the point. Not perfection. Not comparison.

Just this: Did you try? Did you honor the fire in your belly?

You’d be surprised how far you can go when you do.

Please don’t forget yourself.

Don’t bury your dreams under your obligations.
Don’t tell yourself it’s selfish to want more.
Because when you’re happy, fulfilled, energized — everyone around you benefits.

And I’ll say it again:
That energy starts with the body.

Your body is your base.
It holds your confidence, your presence, your magnetism, your joy.

Take care of it.
Then take care of your dreams.

That’s it for this one.
Hope it hit something in you — and reminded you what really matters.

Have an amazing week.

Much love,
Loc Nguyen