Don't Mistake It for Kindness

What do you call someone who is kind, gentle, and never says no?
Answer: An indecisive person.

The sky is overcast and gloomy.
I'm thinking I might buy a cardigan since it's getting colder. You know, the kind you throw on when it's chilly.
I found an affordable cardigan on an online store.
However, I've been agonizing endlessly over whether to get a size L or XL.
I am indeed tall, but I'm also quite thin. Because of that, I struggle to choose the right size every time. Plus, with the current trend of oversized clothing, it's become even harder to choose, and I can't make up my mind. Trying it on at a physical store would be the perfect solution. If only I could turn a blind eye to the fact that it's impossible to do.

I am indecisive.
I recognize it in myself, and I'm aware that others see me that way too.
Even though I've been rambling on about things without knowing if I have a point or not, I can say this much.
I can state definitively that I am indecisive.

When I'm deciding on something, these thoughts keep spinning around.

I want to make a good decision.
I don't want to have regrets.
I don't want to fail.
I don't want to lose out.
There must be a better option.

There's a reason I started thinking that way; surely it's because I've had experiences in my life where I made a decision without thinking it through and ended up failing or regretting it.
Or is it?

Have you had experiences like that?
I can't think of anything specific, actually.
I'm sure I have, but I suspect that the number of times I've failed by deciding on the spot is about the same as the number of times I've failed after careful deliberation.

It's difficult to accurately evaluate the option you didn't choose. Examining options takes time, and we tend to overestimate the things we didn't experience.

Suppose you're hiking and you have to choose between taking the path on the right or the path on the left.
You decide to take the right path and start walking. From the mountain pass, you see beautiful scenery and find a lovely spring. But you also almost get bitten by a snake, nearly get lost, and finally reach the goal just as the sun is setting.

If you ask whether you should have taken the left path in such a case, it's probably not that simple.
The left path might have had different beautiful scenery and different hardships. You can't know that unless you actually go and experience it. It's also possible that the left path was just a boring, paved road with no view and no excitement.

Since you can't experience the experience you didn't have, in the end, you can't evaluate which was better after the fact. Parallel universes branch out infinitely, and it's difficult to go back to the past.

All that exists is the possibility of regret or the lack thereof.
And no matter what you choose, there is always a possibility of regret. Because you cannot perfectly predict the future.

People say that we regret what we didn't do more than what we did. If that's the case, it's better to choose to do things if possible. Because it's better not to have regrets.

What's needed isn't making the right choice, but having a standard for making judgments.

Having a solid standard becomes a matter of values, and my values are also shaky, so if it comes to that, I don't know what to do.

By the way, I chose the size L for the cardigan.