Having to worry about getting everyone into the cancer. I see someone attractive, and I am not supposed to care about anything but making them witlesses--not a good way to do anything.
Wasted income potential, and wasted money. I have wasted perhaps $2,000 or more on donations to the Worldwide Pedophile Defense Fund, suit dry cleanings, supplies for field circus, gas donations (and paying for rides to and from the boasting sessions), and accomodations for Grand Boasting Sessions (I do not count giving things to people on a volitional basis as wasted--only if I was hounded into it). Also, the hours I could not work because there was a big fat boasting session in the way cost me money.
Not being able to keep up with computer literacy. Between the Commodore 64 and today's PCs, so much has changed that I have not been able to keep up with things like writing programs in today's languages (which could have made me some money during the late 1990s).
Learning bad "skills". Such as being paranoid that worldly women equaled fornication (which was continually drilled in from the platforms and in Washtowel articles, as well as hammered in during my study). Such as dreading Christmas. Such as viewing opportunities to make money as possible sins (computer programming was always related to the National Defense, and only accidentally found their way into civilian life). Such as viewing everyone as a potential witless, not as potential anything else.