Now it's my turn to be honest. I am a recovering whatiffer. There, I said it. As someone who battled with If for good portion of my life, I can understand how discouraging it can be to see that two letter word run all over your head.
If you're always thinking about things that have already happened and wondering what could have been, you're cheating yourself out of a perfectly great life in the present. You can't be in two places at once and you can't live in the past while also enjoying the present.
One night, years ago, when I was complaining at dinner, one of my sons wordlessly got up from the table, walked out of the room, and a couple of minutes later returned with a piece of paper with a cartoon on it.
If both medications and the environment make physiological and neurological changes in us, could it be possible to design the environment to both engender and habituate attributes and behaviors in ourselves in order to prevent, or even reverse, diseases and disorders?
I later realized that by asking 'what ifs' I was trying to eliminate the true essence of life -- surprise, adventure, and uncertainty. Life follows a twisted path that none of us can foresee. So, why waste time on questions that we can't answer?
What if, in order to overcome the biggest problems we're facing, we need a two-pronged attack that places greater emphasis on interdisciplinary thought and experiential learning as opposed to rigid disciplines and lectures?