EDIT—BE UNAPOLOGETICALLY YOU! LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES! AND MOVE ON. KEEP DOING YOU! YOU HAVE ONE LIFE. DONT LET ANYONE TELL YOU YOU ARE A NEGATIVE. CUZ FUCK THOSE MISERABLE BASTARDS. CUT THE DEAD WEIGHT.
Honestly I don’t have any. I find that always being honest, genuine, and respecting others and their belongings by never taking what isn’t rightfully yours leads to an impenetrable lifestyle.
Honestly really weird that I’m seeing this now but I’ve been thinking about my regrets for the past couple of days and honestly it’s staying with my past person. I spent so much of my time in that relationship which kinda feels like my whole youth from high school through some college and I distanced myself from everyone. My world revolved around him I feel like I robbed myself from some experiences and it sucks. I ended things with him not too long ago but looking back I just regret not being able to fully let go of the relationship back when I wanted to and just stayed out of comfort, and because I distanced myself from everyone I really didn’t have any friends he was literally my only friend and now I’m starting from scratch. I’m excited and looking forward to new experiences and I regret just not leaving sooner.
Not staying in school. I dropped out of college and because of it i didn’t form those life long friendships you make during university. That and I didn’t learn anything useful and have no degree soooo idk if I could get literally any job if I tried. There’s that. Lol
Not hugging my grandma right after she had debulking surgery after she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I was 8 and thought it was something I could catch so I was too scared.
She wanted me to come up on her hospital bed and hug her so bad but she was bright yellow and I was so scared. She was my favorite person ever. I wish more than anything that I could go back to that day and cuddle with her for as long as she liked.
Honestly—not having sex with my high school girlfriend. She broke up with me because of it and I always felt a step behind / late to the game for the rest of my dating life. In hindsight, there was no reason not to other than my prudish religious upbringing
I have spent the entirety of my life trying to make things better for those around me. But in living for others, I feel I have lost the ability to live for myself.
Wasting 8 years of my teenage life and young adulthood on someone while I could’ve been crazy dating and experiencing life differently. Being the over committed one when I had a world of opportunity. Not ending it sooner. However. I’m glad i atleast had the strength to end it and not marry it.
If I had worked harder at getting better internships in school I could’ve skipped like five years of bottom feeder jobs in my industry and hit a higher salary/title level by now. It impacts what I make and what my family is able to do/save, so while it doesn’t sound that severe it does have a material affect on all our lives.
Staying with someone longer than I should have. If you know, in your heart, that the person you are with is not right for you then get out. Just get the hell out. Do not think about anyone else’s feelings or what will people think. Just get the hell out. If you stay the years will flow by like a broken down dam and you’ll find yourself looking back at time that you can’t get back. Get out.
The biggest regret I ever had was a girlfriend I broke up with for a younger hotter girlfriend who wasn’t a single mom. The new girlfriend turned out to have strange issues with her dad and some drug addictions. I don’t believe in regrets anymore. Just learn from the past and keep going.
Meeting my 1st kids mother. I love my daughter to death but can not stand the thought and memories how her mother treated both myself and our daughter. A very evil woman. I was raised to not hit women, and I regret, that I never put her in here place. </rant>
We really should have cut these wounded sugar maples to ground and planted a pair of evergreens. They are now utterly rotted inside and only the cambium/phloem is holding them together which, while miraculous, is incredibly dangerous now
Giving up baseball as soon as it became clear I was a single-A minor-league talent at best. I see now that when I was younger, I missed the entire point of sport. The world could use more teamwork, sportsmanship, and camaraderie, and TBH I could use a bit more of those things myself. I wish I’d kept playing. Who knows? I might have figured out how to throw a good curve by now.
Her name is Mia. Absolutely adorable little Philipino girl who worked the front desk at the office. First, I overheard her describe me to another office girl new at the job as “he’s really nice”. Then, she transferred to a different department, different building across town. I frequently had to go there, we crossed paths, and from that point on, she would join me for lunch up on the roof with an amazing view of the city when she could. We did that regularly for a couple of years.
And when my then GF and I bumped into her at the mall, Mia seemed quite excited to see me. GF asked who she was, and when I told the GF about how we worked together, etc. GF actually scolded me and told me I should have asked Mia out years ago.
I think back on that and agree… I should have asked Mia out years ago. She was smart, funny, and did I mention absolutely adorable? *sigh*
But then I think about where I am today, and I think that perhaps I have no regrets at all. Things work out the way they’re supposed to.
I regret that I had very low self-esteem growing up and I was pathetically shy around girls I liked. I wish things had been a lot different. My life would have been more enjoyable.
Staying in a marriage where there is no relationship or intimacy it should be that you are each others best friend instead of freaking roommates with no communication
Divorce, bankruptcy, a mental breakdown… A early middle aged cryses… I have all reasons to felt it.
But now, in my late 40’s… There’s not I could had done in my past.
My parents (plus genetics), my social-cultural-geografic-economic situation, living in misery and or poverty for a long time… A lot others thing I had absolute no control and that I cannot change not even with a time machine.
So now all those regrets are just vanishing, almost completely. I’m not a victim. At all. But I’m also not guilty of most of things.
But I still regretting all times I could had sex and I don’t.
Walking out of a festival food store with my wife. Just having a conversation when we were ran over during a high speed police chase with no sirens on. End of the world as we know it.
I jumped into a swimming pool at a wedding reception thinking everyone else was going to jump in with me (I didn’t tell anyone I was going to do it, I just jumped in and assumed everyone would follow suit once I did it). But it was only me, floating around in the pool all alone. We weren’t particularly supposed to be swimming in this pool anyway, it was a venue in a casino that had a private outdoor pool, and it was the beginning of November, so not exactly swimming weather. I had asked the bartenders if it was okay to do it, and they said we’re not technically supposed to, but that it would be fine. I really took that for face value, and just jumped on in. No one else did, and I had to do the soggiest little walk of shame back into the venue.
The bride was apparently so upset with me. Her husband actually asked me weeks later to apologize to her.
Not living alone before marriage. I always had roommates then moved in with my S/O. Felt like I never got to know my true self or how I wanted to live without restrictions of others.
I was too scared to give an extra vial of blood for research when I first got diagnosed with cancer.
I was fifteen and had a ton of information thrown at me. I should’ve said yes to be part of that study but I was overwhelmed and afraid. I did accept to participate in a different study later on, but I regret saying no to the first one.
13 years cancer free now.
Choosing to not see my grandfather on his deathbed. Second would be not helping him when I could have. I was a child when this happened and even though I’m not that kid anymore I still feel so much guilt for not going to see him. He essentially worked himself to the bone in his final years just to raise me in his daughter steed.
Maintaining my composure when my boyfriend’s boss was talking shit about my boyfriend to his buddy and a random subcontractor at a job site. That made me angry enough to see red, and when I’m that angry I tend to lead with fists, not the snarky diplomacy that I think would be more appropriate for that situation.
I was there as a subcontractor to give an estimate. (I assume my bf’s boss didn’t know I was still present and/or within earshot). It took everything I had not to stomp over and punch that tool in the throat, which my boyfriend was grateful for when I told him about the incident.
Knowing what I know about that slimy little fuckstick now, and after all the other douchebaggety and actually psychotic things he went on to do…. I should have just punched him in the throat there and then. Maybe he wouldn’t have gone so far off the deep end if someone had reality-checked him sooner.
Not just buying a bigger slightly more expensive house back in 2005 when I was buying my first home at the age of 23. I had planned to live in it for a few years and then trade up to a larger home. Well a few years was the Great Recession and “housing bubble burst” which is actually laughable when I think about that being the bubble and houses cost like 4 times more now.
But because I bought a 2 bed 1 bath modest bungalow. It never really increased in value and then I have been unable to get a mortgage since I bought it in 2005, now I’m like 7 years from paying it off but I’m still priced out of any larger home if I ever sell it.
Marrying my stbxw. I dont regret meeting her, because we made a beautiful child–but I should have never married her. I should have learned from her two previous husband’s mistakes… now I’m just one of the bunch, smh.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland”.
Not leaving sooner. Just in general. Wish I left that job sooner, that relationship, that apartment, that state, that bar, that situation, etc. Not wasting more time in situations that are not doing me (or others) any good.
A little on the lighter side, but I feel just as important. Maybe 9 years ago I was getting ready for work on a warm spring day. My almost 2-ish year old daughter was babbling and toddling about. When she saw me get ready to lave for work, she started to get upset. She mustered up her best argument, and said, “Dada, you can stay here….and we can jump in muddy puddles!” It was clear that her reasoning of us “jumping in muddy puddles” was the only connection to what this “work” thing was and why it was taking me away from her. It was adorable, and something I thought about doing. Instead, I ripped myself away for the day to serve the man, and do you know what happened to me at work that day? Not a goddam fucking thing, besides the headache and bullshit I put up with for way too long.
Gents, sometimes you have to call off work with no explanation, and spend your morning jumping in muddy puddles, and not think twice about it. She is 11 now, and rocking it. She doesn’t remember that day, but I do, and often!
Only one thing? Alcohol. I regret ever picking it back up as an adult, after my wild teen days and I became a young mom and quit. I should’ve never started again. I quit again. But, only after a lot of hell.
Yeah, but I’m not as sharp as I used to be, and it’s so expensive, idk what I would even go for at this point. Plus I’d still be missing out on the genuine social part, cuz im 30 lol
Not maintained my friendships with my high school friend group well enough. We were close during high school, but once we all went to college and got busy, I kind of just stopped talking to them. Now we’re all on our own journeys and we haven’t talked. I know this kind of thing is normal, but I didn’t really put enough of an effort when we were still in touch and now that ship has sailed. They were my bestest friends in the whole world and I just walked out
Holding on to the anger I had against my mom. I didn’t talk to her for 15 years until I finally let go of my pride and forgave her. 9 months later, she died. I wish I was a better son to her. I know I can’t do anything to change it now, but it haunts me. I have her eyes and am reminded of it every time I look in the mirror.
Not calling the emts or forcing her to the doctor the moment my girls temp hit 102+ for the second time in a short span.
“The new threshold is 104/105” or some shit she argued, along with “I know my own body, I’m good, I rarely get sick but when I do, I get real sick, but it’s nothing to worry about” to which I can’t necessarily argue back. Though her fever did break, about 36 hours after this “cold” or whatever it was, she fainted walking to the bathroom and began speaking jibberish.
Followed that ambulance close as I could to the fucking hospital, and got to hear the last words she ever said aloud, which were “baby get them off of me”, and “insert sons name here” who she cried for before they subdued her.
9 days later she passed. wtf. Should medical intervention been brought in earlier?! If it had would she still be here?!
Idk – but yeah, next person who ever breaks 101 near me is immediately going to the hospital, or at least back to their own environment where they and others can be in charge of that call, because wtf. She was happy as can be a few days prior, then just gone. It was fucked.
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Keeping a secret
When she said he’s just a friend
Marrying my ex-husband.
Not listening to my mum
Not going out more as a teenager
Not starting certain things sooner
Not just going ahead and doing it.
Trying new things, starting new projects, taking more risks.
Time is the most valuable thing, do it while you can !
Joining Reddit.
Letting fear talk me out of chances I’ll never get back. Time doesn’t wait — I did.
Starting to watch porn.
Letting others dictate how I feel about myself.
Because I’m fucking awesome.
EDIT—BE UNAPOLOGETICALLY YOU! LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES! AND MOVE ON. KEEP DOING YOU! YOU HAVE ONE LIFE. DONT LET ANYONE TELL YOU YOU ARE A NEGATIVE. CUZ FUCK THOSE MISERABLE BASTARDS. CUT THE DEAD WEIGHT.
I put my dick in crazy….
I try not to live with regrets. I look at the shit I’ve been through as lessons learned and try to move forward without making the same mistakes.
Not being my true and authentic self
Not investing in crypto early
Posting too much on social media in my early 20s. Major cringe
Honestly I don’t have any. I find that always being honest, genuine, and respecting others and their belongings by never taking what isn’t rightfully yours leads to an impenetrable lifestyle.
Leaving the military too quick
Letting the moment pass without saying that I loved him
Not telling my family how much I love them
Not finding my soulmate.
Not being in the delivery room when my daughter was born during covid
Not having enough sexual experiences
Not making my husband quit smoking
Letting myself be influenced to disappoint the friendship of my life
Honestly really weird that I’m seeing this now but I’ve been thinking about my regrets for the past couple of days and honestly it’s staying with my past person. I spent so much of my time in that relationship which kinda feels like my whole youth from high school through some college and I distanced myself from everyone. My world revolved around him I feel like I robbed myself from some experiences and it sucks. I ended things with him not too long ago but looking back I just regret not being able to fully let go of the relationship back when I wanted to and just stayed out of comfort, and because I distanced myself from everyone I really didn’t have any friends he was literally my only friend and now I’m starting from scratch. I’m excited and looking forward to new experiences and I regret just not leaving sooner.
Think that bitcoin was just some dumb nerdy thing years ago.
Not cashing out when I won 10k on Fanduel. Always quit when you’re ahead
Being born. I didn’t ask for it. It has been pure hell for the past 66 years.
Not staying in school. I dropped out of college and because of it i didn’t form those life long friendships you make during university. That and I didn’t learn anything useful and have no degree soooo idk if I could get literally any job if I tried. There’s that. Lol
Not being more outgoing in my college years
wasting several years of my life missing someone who didn’t care about my health or success
Staying in unhappy relationships for too long and not traveling and working abroad more when I was younger
I should of dropped out of college a lot sooner than I did lol.
Staying alive, pretty much
Getting married
The Producers and Directors of “Hawaiian Legends” specials on tv chose me to star in it but my Dad said no!
Playing with alcohol bottle and fire when I was almost 13…4 months in a hospital with 70% of my body burnt…
Not traveling more before having kids
breathing
To seek for my passion bravely in my 20s.
Getting married too young and with the wrong person.
Staying in one-sided relationships for way too many years.
Being let go from my last job.
Not fucking my then-best friend’s hot, big-titted girlfriend.
Not hugging my grandma right after she had debulking surgery after she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I was 8 and thought it was something I could catch so I was too scared.
She wanted me to come up on her hospital bed and hug her so bad but she was bright yellow and I was so scared. She was my favorite person ever. I wish more than anything that I could go back to that day and cuddle with her for as long as she liked.
Honestly—not having sex with my high school girlfriend. She broke up with me because of it and I always felt a step behind / late to the game for the rest of my dating life. In hindsight, there was no reason not to other than my prudish religious upbringing
Not buying a house 🏠
wasting time
I have spent the entirety of my life trying to make things better for those around me. But in living for others, I feel I have lost the ability to live for myself.
Spending almost a decade in an unhappy relationship
Not having any self respect
Being born. I have no clue why I wished to endure a life here again.
Wasting 8 years of my teenage life and young adulthood on someone while I could’ve been crazy dating and experiencing life differently. Being the over committed one when I had a world of opportunity. Not ending it sooner. However. I’m glad i atleast had the strength to end it and not marry it.
If I had worked harder at getting better internships in school I could’ve skipped like five years of bottom feeder jobs in my industry and hit a higher salary/title level by now. It impacts what I make and what my family is able to do/save, so while it doesn’t sound that severe it does have a material affect on all our lives.
Breaking up the band.
That I didn’t go to veterinary school.
Lowkey the tattoo I have on my back, I got it at my lowest but f it, at least I got a sick snake on my back
Devoting time and money to people who just ain’t shit. And maybe I ain’t shit either but I don’t try to waste anyone’s time.
Not going balls out crazy living in pure credit to fund a 30k millionaire lifestyle.
Staying with someone longer than I should have. If you know, in your heart, that the person you are with is not right for you then get out. Just get the hell out. Do not think about anyone else’s feelings or what will people think. Just get the hell out. If you stay the years will flow by like a broken down dam and you’ll find yourself looking back at time that you can’t get back. Get out.
*with thanks to the amazing John Prine
Letting anxiety ruin many moments. I feel like I can’t help it though.
Breaking my partners trust
The biggest regret I ever had was a girlfriend I broke up with for a younger hotter girlfriend who wasn’t a single mom. The new girlfriend turned out to have strange issues with her dad and some drug addictions. I don’t believe in regrets anymore. Just learn from the past and keep going.
letting my parents step on me in the past
Meeting my 1st kids mother. I love my daughter to death but can not stand the thought and memories how her mother treated both myself and our daughter. A very evil woman. I was raised to not hit women, and I regret, that I never put her in here place. </rant>
We really should have cut these wounded sugar maples to ground and planted a pair of evergreens. They are now utterly rotted inside and only the cambium/phloem is holding them together which, while miraculous, is incredibly dangerous now
Giving up baseball as soon as it became clear I was a single-A minor-league talent at best. I see now that when I was younger, I missed the entire point of sport. The world could use more teamwork, sportsmanship, and camaraderie, and TBH I could use a bit more of those things myself. I wish I’d kept playing. Who knows? I might have figured out how to throw a good curve by now.
Not being honest with myself.
Believing that I had to always be in a relationship. Take time for YOU my friends.
Worrying about what other people thought about me.
Tough to choose one:
Not wrestling all 4 years in high school.
Putting off gynecomastia surgery until 40 years old.
Putting off life/career decisions for the sake of pleasure.
Getting married
Hurting someone I loved.
Her name is Mia. Absolutely adorable little Philipino girl who worked the front desk at the office. First, I overheard her describe me to another office girl new at the job as “he’s really nice”. Then, she transferred to a different department, different building across town. I frequently had to go there, we crossed paths, and from that point on, she would join me for lunch up on the roof with an amazing view of the city when she could. We did that regularly for a couple of years.
And when my then GF and I bumped into her at the mall, Mia seemed quite excited to see me. GF asked who she was, and when I told the GF about how we worked together, etc. GF actually scolded me and told me I should have asked Mia out years ago.
I think back on that and agree… I should have asked Mia out years ago. She was smart, funny, and did I mention absolutely adorable? *sigh*
But then I think about where I am today, and I think that perhaps I have no regrets at all. Things work out the way they’re supposed to.
I regret that I had very low self-esteem growing up and I was pathetically shy around girls I liked. I wish things had been a lot different. My life would have been more enjoyable.
not hooking up with Rue. She offered several times. Slept in the same bed for years
Not finishing my degree is the only regret I have.
putting others on pedestals while forgetting i’m the main character.
NEVER AGAIN!!
Using my 5 Bitcoin for an invite to what.cd when they were worth 3-4$
Staying in a marriage where there is no relationship or intimacy it should be that you are each others best friend instead of freaking roommates with no communication
Not going to art school. I have so many old drawings and comics that I made and I always wonder where I would be if I went down that path.
I got soo many not going to therapy sooner and not living a toxic living situation.
being naive. always listen to your gut.
dont be afraid to cut people off.
Using credit cards too much
My marriage
I drowed in regrets in my late 30’s.
Divorce, bankruptcy, a mental breakdown… A early middle aged cryses… I have all reasons to felt it.
But now, in my late 40’s… There’s not I could had done in my past.
My parents (plus genetics), my social-cultural-geografic-economic situation, living in misery and or poverty for a long time… A lot others thing I had absolute no control and that I cannot change not even with a time machine.
So now all those regrets are just vanishing, almost completely. I’m not a victim. At all. But I’m also not guilty of most of things.
But I still regretting all times I could had sex and I don’t.
Trusting a woman
Not using protection
Walking out of a festival food store with my wife. Just having a conversation when we were ran over during a high speed police chase with no sirens on. End of the world as we know it.
Not answering my mom’s calls, she took her life back in September and I wish I would’ve just picked up the phone.
I bought 20 BTC for like 70 dollars beginning of 2011 and forever forgot about them.
No way to retrieve that (account).
Not saving more in my 20s and 30s
Starting smoking
I jumped into a swimming pool at a wedding reception thinking everyone else was going to jump in with me (I didn’t tell anyone I was going to do it, I just jumped in and assumed everyone would follow suit once I did it). But it was only me, floating around in the pool all alone. We weren’t particularly supposed to be swimming in this pool anyway, it was a venue in a casino that had a private outdoor pool, and it was the beginning of November, so not exactly swimming weather. I had asked the bartenders if it was okay to do it, and they said we’re not technically supposed to, but that it would be fine. I really took that for face value, and just jumped on in. No one else did, and I had to do the soggiest little walk of shame back into the venue.
The bride was apparently so upset with me. Her husband actually asked me weeks later to apologize to her.
This has haunted me for years.
Not living alone before marriage. I always had roommates then moved in with my S/O. Felt like I never got to know my true self or how I wanted to live without restrictions of others.
Being born
Wasting time.
I was too scared to give an extra vial of blood for research when I first got diagnosed with cancer.
I was fifteen and had a ton of information thrown at me. I should’ve said yes to be part of that study but I was overwhelmed and afraid. I did accept to participate in a different study later on, but I regret saying no to the first one.
13 years cancer free now.
Not playing sport thinking I was too skinny.
Not taking school seriously
Getting fat
Choosing to not see my grandfather on his deathbed. Second would be not helping him when I could have. I was a child when this happened and even though I’m not that kid anymore I still feel so much guilt for not going to see him. He essentially worked himself to the bone in his final years just to raise me in his daughter steed.
Maintaining my composure when my boyfriend’s boss was talking shit about my boyfriend to his buddy and a random subcontractor at a job site. That made me angry enough to see red, and when I’m that angry I tend to lead with fists, not the snarky diplomacy that I think would be more appropriate for that situation.
I was there as a subcontractor to give an estimate. (I assume my bf’s boss didn’t know I was still present and/or within earshot). It took everything I had not to stomp over and punch that tool in the throat, which my boyfriend was grateful for when I told him about the incident.
Knowing what I know about that slimy little fuckstick now, and after all the other douchebaggety and actually psychotic things he went on to do…. I should have just punched him in the throat there and then. Maybe he wouldn’t have gone so far off the deep end if someone had reality-checked him sooner.
My sons father. Honestly . I thank god everyday that I love my kids because holy shit. What a piece of work.
Failing to invent an anal bum cover.
I have many regrets, but letting the one that got away get away.
A million of ‘em, I’m blessed they weren’t too costly and I have a beautiful family.
Staying in a abusive relationship
I was neurodivergent most of my life. I got bullied because I made a fool out of myself and I didn’t know I was doing it
Letting everyone else decide for me what I was going to do
In the end I didn’t do anything at all
Not studying more in school
Not just buying a bigger slightly more expensive house back in 2005 when I was buying my first home at the age of 23. I had planned to live in it for a few years and then trade up to a larger home. Well a few years was the Great Recession and “housing bubble burst” which is actually laughable when I think about that being the bubble and houses cost like 4 times more now.
But because I bought a 2 bed 1 bath modest bungalow. It never really increased in value and then I have been unable to get a mortgage since I bought it in 2005, now I’m like 7 years from paying it off but I’m still priced out of any larger home if I ever sell it.
Marrying my stbxw. I dont regret meeting her, because we made a beautiful child–but I should have never married her. I should have learned from her two previous husband’s mistakes… now I’m just one of the bunch, smh.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland”.
Not leaving sooner. Just in general. Wish I left that job sooner, that relationship, that apartment, that state, that bar, that situation, etc. Not wasting more time in situations that are not doing me (or others) any good.
Not pulling the ripcord sooner.
A little on the lighter side, but I feel just as important. Maybe 9 years ago I was getting ready for work on a warm spring day. My almost 2-ish year old daughter was babbling and toddling about. When she saw me get ready to lave for work, she started to get upset. She mustered up her best argument, and said, “Dada, you can stay here….and we can jump in muddy puddles!” It was clear that her reasoning of us “jumping in muddy puddles” was the only connection to what this “work” thing was and why it was taking me away from her. It was adorable, and something I thought about doing. Instead, I ripped myself away for the day to serve the man, and do you know what happened to me at work that day? Not a goddam fucking thing, besides the headache and bullshit I put up with for way too long.
Gents, sometimes you have to call off work with no explanation, and spend your morning jumping in muddy puddles, and not think twice about it. She is 11 now, and rocking it. She doesn’t remember that day, but I do, and often!
My ex
Not buying rental property and blue chip stocks when I was 3 years old.
Only one thing? Alcohol. I regret ever picking it back up as an adult, after my wild teen days and I became a young mom and quit. I should’ve never started again. I quit again. But, only after a lot of hell.
Buying a shitty franchise. (Floor Coverings International)
Yeah, but I’m not as sharp as I used to be, and it’s so expensive, idk what I would even go for at this point. Plus I’d still be missing out on the genuine social part, cuz im 30 lol
Moving from California to Oregon. Also not starting nursing school much earlier
Nothing.
Not learning how to date back in high school or college.
Gambling
Not maintained my friendships with my high school friend group well enough. We were close during high school, but once we all went to college and got busy, I kind of just stopped talking to them. Now we’re all on our own journeys and we haven’t talked. I know this kind of thing is normal, but I didn’t really put enough of an effort when we were still in touch and now that ship has sailed. They were my bestest friends in the whole world and I just walked out
marrying the wrong person
Not learning to play guitar.
Listening to what people think about me.
Being too serious in life IE going straight through to college instead of playing around when I was young.
Leaving my dream job for a relationship.
Holding on to the anger I had against my mom. I didn’t talk to her for 15 years until I finally let go of my pride and forgave her. 9 months later, she died. I wish I was a better son to her. I know I can’t do anything to change it now, but it haunts me. I have her eyes and am reminded of it every time I look in the mirror.
Just being alive
Existing
Being manipulated by my former relationship
Not calling the emts or forcing her to the doctor the moment my girls temp hit 102+ for the second time in a short span.
“The new threshold is 104/105” or some shit she argued, along with “I know my own body, I’m good, I rarely get sick but when I do, I get real sick, but it’s nothing to worry about” to which I can’t necessarily argue back. Though her fever did break, about 36 hours after this “cold” or whatever it was, she fainted walking to the bathroom and began speaking jibberish.
Followed that ambulance close as I could to the fucking hospital, and got to hear the last words she ever said aloud, which were “baby get them off of me”, and “insert sons name here” who she cried for before they subdued her.
9 days later she passed. wtf. Should medical intervention been brought in earlier?! If it had would she still be here?!
Idk – but yeah, next person who ever breaks 101 near me is immediately going to the hospital, or at least back to their own environment where they and others can be in charge of that call, because wtf. She was happy as can be a few days prior, then just gone. It was fucked.
Not taking school seriously
Meeting her