I LOVE history to probably an unhealthy degree.
I still would never want to live in the past.
I would love to walk in the past, see all the great ancient and not so ancient cities, but without living there.
All kings and conquers had the very real threat of some random disease or infection which could kill you in horrifying ways.
At least a third of rulers met untimely deaths, often in horrific ways.
At the top, you never who to trust even your best friend, most trusted ally, wife, mistress or concubine could turn on a dime and backstab you (literally).
This doesn’t even cover a ton if tiny things we take for granted that they simply did not have.
This sounds like the classic fallacy of the “good ole days” I have a secret. Those days never happened.
I haven’t even started on how most pirates would kill for a simple middle class living in the United States today.
Do yourself a favor and read the stories of the ones who lost, the mediocre kings, the kings who did everything right, yet they still got the worst end of history, the kings who nobody talks about. It will cure that depression real fast.