Parallel universes are an intriguing subject; astonishing in theory yet fickle in nature.
There’s many ways to explain them, but simply put, there are multiple time lines in the universe existing in different dimensional planes. The astonishing thing about this is that all the same characters are in play.
The theory is based off of the scientific principle which states that an electron can exist in two separate places at the same time. From that principle, the line is drawn to if an electron can be in two places at once, so can an atom, and since everything is made of atoms, everything in existence can be in two places at once.
It expands beyond just two places, though.
Electrons in certain shells can only exist in two places at once, but the bigger the shells, the increase in locations. Therefore, multiple planes.
This means that there are multiple versions of people with the chance to live completely different lives. A person who’s a bank teller here could be a rock star or a veterinarian in a parallel universe.
What would you be if you had a second chance?
I think in one of these parallel universes, I would be a personal chef. Or maybe a surgical nurse, seeing as how I do really well with blood but poorly with vomiting.
It begs the question, though, of why do I want to be someone else?
The appeal of the theory of parallel universes is that you are, theoretically, living different lives. This draws people in, the thought of getting a second chance.
Why would you want that, though?
I mean, if someone is unsatisfied with their life, wishing they had a different life or a second chance, why not change the life they have instead of believing in a theory that can’t be proven unless scientists find a way to break dimensional barriers?
I agree that, yes, the theory is an interesting one, but it doesn’t give people the right to give up on changing things in the life they’re currently living and hope that their counterpart is making better decisions.
If someone’s unsatisfied with the life they’re living, then go and change it!
If you hate being a teacher, stop teaching and go after your passion. If you feel stuck here, then go on a trip (personally, I recommend Venice).
Don’t wait around hoping for someone else to fix your problems when you are perfectly capable of doing it yourself.