Why Choosing One Life Feels Like Killing Another
- Kayla Greer

- Jul 13
- 4 min read

Most people remember Sylvia Plath's fig tree as a metaphor about indecision. But beneath it lies a quieter and more painful idea: every choice creates a ghost. The life you didn't live
doesn't disappear, it lingers in the imagination, tempting you with what might have been.
If you've ever lain awake wondering what would have happened if you'd taken the other job, stayed with the other person, or moved to the other city, you already know the feeling. It turns out there's a name for it, a body of research behind it, and, mercifully, a way to live with it that doesn't end in starving beneath a tree.
The Fig Tree, Properly Read
The image comes from Plath's The Bell Jar. Her narrator, Esther Greenwood, pictures her future as a fig tree, with a different life ripening on the end of every branch: a husband and children, a career as a poet, a professorship, a life spent travelling the world. She can't bring herself to choose one, because choosing means losing all the others. So she sits at the base of the tree while the figs shrivel, blacken, and drop to the ground, one by one, until they're gone.
It's a devastating image, and it's also become one of the internet's favourite personality quizzes. On TikTok, the fig tree has been turned into a wholesome little exercise: write your hopes on a drawing of a branch, read them aloud, feel understood. Which is lovely, except that in the novel, this isn't a metaphor for having too many exciting options. It's a description of clinical depression closing in on a young woman with nowhere left to turn. A few pages later, Esther has something to eat and feels briefly better, a detail that's usually left out of the highlight reel, and one that suggests even Plath was pointing at something more physiological than philosophical.
None of which makes the image less useful. It just means the fig tree isn't really about abundance. It's about what happens when the mind treats every unchosen path as a small bereavement.
Why the Feeling Won't Leave You Alone
There's a reason this particular bit of prose has outlived its original context by sixty years: it describes something psychologists have spent decades trying to explain.
The mechanism is called counterfactual thinking, the habit of mentally rerunning your life with one variable changed and comparing the result to the one you're actually living. Researchers Kai Epstude and Neal Roese, who have studied the phenomenon extensively, describe it as a natural byproduct of how we evaluate our own decisions. It's how we learn. It's also, unfortunately, how we torture ourselves.
Here's the twist that tends to surprise people: it isn't our mistakes we regret most. Psychologist Thomas Gilovich's research on lifelong regret found that the large majority of people, when asked to name their biggest regret, describe something they didn't do rather than something they did. Not the wrong relationship, but the one they never started. Not the job that went badly, but the one they never applied for. Studies on the emotional intensity of regret have found the sharpest pain tends to cluster around missed connection and unfulfilled ambition, the fig tree's two most tempting branches.
Which explains why the version of your life that never happened can feel more vivid, in memory, than the one you're actually living. An unchosen path never has to survive contact with a Tuesday morning. It stays perfect precisely because you never had to live in it.
The People Who Feel This Hardest
Not everyone experiences the fig tree the same way, and the difference comes down to a decision-making style psychologist Barry Schwartz identified in his research on choice: the split between what he calls maximisers and satisficers.

A few ways to tell them apart:
Satisficers decide once a choice clears their bar for "good enough," then stop looking. They tend to report higher satisfaction with decisions overall, and they're far less rattled by seeing someone else make a different choice.
Maximisers keep comparing even after they've decided, quietly auditing every unchosen branch to check they picked correctly. Schwartz's research found this group reports more regret and lower satisfaction than satisficers, even when their actual outcomes are objectively just as good, sometimes better.
Most of us aren't purely one or the other. You might satisfice happily over a job, a flat, a haircut, and maximise obsessively over the one decision that actually keeps you up at night.
If your particular fig tree feels unbearable, there's a good chance the issue isn't the number of figs. It's the running commentary that won't stop reviewing them.
What to Do With the Ghosts
Here's the part Plath's narrator never gets to, because the passage ends with the figs already rotting. Regret research doesn't end there. Psychologists who study it point out that the feeling isn't purely destructive: it exists, in part, to flag a mismatch between where you are and where you meant to go, and it can be a genuine prompt for change rather than just a wound to keep reopening.
Which suggests a slightly kinder way to hold the fig tree image. The unchosen lives aren't a verdict on the one you picked. They're evidence that you once wanted more than one good thing, which is a fairly ordinary condition for anyone with imagination and options. The task isn't to silence the ghosts permanently. It's to stop interviewing them for a promotion they were never going to get.
You don't starve at the base of the tree. You pick a fig, you eat it, and you let the others go soft in their own time.



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