Regrets anyone?
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If I find myself regretting something, I immediately channel it into hatred for everything ever.
So, no regrets. Whoo.
So, no regrets. Whoo.
I REGRET NOTHING, except my last girlfriend. It wasn't the relationship itself, even though it was destined to fail, no it was the manner in which we got together which I regret. The story goes she was in a relationship for two years with one of my best friends; me and her had never really talked until about April of this year but once we did we had alot in common. Anyway during a sleepover we started making out and after she got back from her holiday she broke up with her boyfriend and got together with me...
...But you shouldn't dwell on the past, look onwards into the future for that is what you can change.
...But you shouldn't dwell on the past, look onwards into the future for that is what you can change.
1) Well, it's not really my decision, but today is the 2 year anniversary of one of my best mates committing suicide. I regret so many things - like not hanging out with her enough, not telling her how awesome and pretty she was before she did anything, not being there, so much.
2) I stop these bothering me by making every effort with my friends to remain honest, impartial and be the best damn friend I possibly can be.
2) I stop these bothering me by making every effort with my friends to remain honest, impartial and be the best damn friend I possibly can be.
never asking out the love of my life in 8th Grade.
Will always ask the girl i like out from now on regardless of the consequences. Hurts more now never having asked than to be rejected tbh.
Will always ask the girl i like out from now on regardless of the consequences. Hurts more now never having asked than to be rejected tbh.
I should have punched someone when I had the chance.
Why I didn't do it? Because I was being the "mature" one and only assaulting them verbally. A single punch could done it simpler, easier and faster.
Why I didn't do it? Because I was being the "mature" one and only assaulting them verbally. A single punch could done it simpler, easier and faster.
Maybe one or two, but nothing major - I find it pretty easy to let go of the past.
And by let go of, I mean push deep, deep down into my mind where it can fester as a kind of mental illness.
Still, I don't think about them on a day to day basis.
And by let go of, I mean push deep, deep down into my mind where it can fester as a kind of mental illness.
Still, I don't think about them on a day to day basis.
Everybody does something stupid eventually, and has something that wasn't their proudest moment ever.
It might be sad and painful now, but as life moves on, so do you. For me, school wasn't a very happy time, and I've had much better times since, as well as times that could rival the bad times I had lol.
I no longer talk to the friends I made at school and uni - we just sort of drifted apart, which kinda goes to show how much life can change (and it didn't take long for that to happen lol).
Focus more on your future than your past - what happened, happened, so you can't change it now, but you can change where you're headed.
It might be sad and painful now, but as life moves on, so do you. For me, school wasn't a very happy time, and I've had much better times since, as well as times that could rival the bad times I had lol.
I no longer talk to the friends I made at school and uni - we just sort of drifted apart, which kinda goes to show how much life can change (and it didn't take long for that to happen lol).
Focus more on your future than your past - what happened, happened, so you can't change it now, but you can change where you're headed.
I broke up with a reasonably attractive girl that listened to Eve 6 and played Modern Warfare.
Worst. Decision. Ever.
Worst. Decision. Ever.
Absolutely.Jedamethis said:
Hypothetical scenarios where I have lived my life differently...kinda require me to not be me. The events which I could conceivably regret, are events that contributed to shaping who I am today(who I like), wishing them to be different is to wish your current person didn't exist.
I am not ok with murdering myself.
If it's any consolation, you probably wouldn't have. That's your answer to your second question right there. People with regrets tend to assume things would have been better if they'd done things otherwise, but can you honestly not imagine yourself in a similar situation at your old school, wishing you had taken the opportunity to move. I realised that no matter what I did I would regret it, because the moment something goes wrong you tend to assume the choice you made was the wrong one, but honestly it probably would have turned out horribly anyway, so don't fret.Astoria said:
If I thought something through, and at the time it was what I wanted to do and I thought it was the best option, I don't regret it, because I couldn't have known. It's only when I do something spontaneous or stupid that I regret not thinking first. Except perhaps...
My biggest regret is probably the result of the first time my mother's boyfriend raged at me, when I was nine or ten. He started screaming and swearing at me because I didn't respond to something he said to me, because I was in shock that my mother had just announced they were going out, and I didn't want him to be my dad. I thought he was just a family friend. He said that I was a fucking stupid piece of shit who was spoiled and had no fucking respect for others, and if I was his kid he would beat the fucking shit out of me, all right in front of my mother. It was extremely intimidating and I was absolutely terrified. Afterwards I was traumatised and crying my eyes out and I begged my mum to break up with him. She also started crying, and said I don't know how it feels to be alone. I felt guilty, and dropped it.
I like to imagine that if I had pushed the matter while the relationship was in its early stages she would have gotten rid of him, but in hindsight if seeing a grown man absolutely lose his shit and threaten your kid in front of you, all for virtually no reason, wasn't enough to convince her to break up with him I don't know what I could possibly have said. He moved in with us and the situation didn't improve. As you can imagine I wasn't over-enthusiatic towards him after that initial incident, and the tiniest things he could percieve as "disrespect", such as my not saying "good morning" to him when he walked in the room, he blew his shit over. Mother acted like everything was my fault and I should just apologise and act how he wants me to. Apparently he fed her some shit about getting upset because he really wants to be accepted... And that resulted in seven years of misery.
He's in my house right now, which is pretty shit because I think I have post-traumatic reactions every time I see him. All my muscles tense and I feel like vomitting, but I don't want to start the shit that defined my teenage life all over again, so I force myself to respond to his cheerful 'hellos' like nothing ever happened.
So it turns out she was wrong. I do know how it feels to be alone. I know exactly how it feels.
The End. Yay for spilling your guts on the internet.
I like to imagine that if I had pushed the matter while the relationship was in its early stages she would have gotten rid of him, but in hindsight if seeing a grown man absolutely lose his shit and threaten your kid in front of you, all for virtually no reason, wasn't enough to convince her to break up with him I don't know what I could possibly have said. He moved in with us and the situation didn't improve. As you can imagine I wasn't over-enthusiatic towards him after that initial incident, and the tiniest things he could percieve as "disrespect", such as my not saying "good morning" to him when he walked in the room, he blew his shit over. Mother acted like everything was my fault and I should just apologise and act how he wants me to. Apparently he fed her some shit about getting upset because he really wants to be accepted... And that resulted in seven years of misery.
He's in my house right now, which is pretty shit because I think I have post-traumatic reactions every time I see him. All my muscles tense and I feel like vomitting, but I don't want to start the shit that defined my teenage life all over again, so I force myself to respond to his cheerful 'hellos' like nothing ever happened.
So it turns out she was wrong. I do know how it feels to be alone. I know exactly how it feels.
The End. Yay for spilling your guts on the internet.
Hope you feel better soon.
1) im too nice and not a jerk on occasion
2) as a result i get stepped on and lie all the way at the bottom of the pile...even though i consider myself to be a decent human being.
2) as a result i get stepped on and lie all the way at the bottom of the pile...even though i consider myself to be a decent human being.