Worst thing you have ever done.
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I once told my little brother I hated him and wished he was dead, I also, back when I was stupid and moronic, struck him quite a bit, he... used to flinch when I raised my hand, even when I wasn't going to do anything. It still haunts me to this day... how I acted, how my temper got the better of me, it tore me up inside and the guilt I felt was overwhelming... Now I will NEVER lay a hand on him under any circumstances and come down HARD on anyone who does. It's been about 7 years since I last acted in such a way and I intend to keep it that way.
I got drunk and asked a girl out, when I kind of didn't like her. Anyway to cut a long story short, she kind of fell in love with me and I told her that we should remain friends instead. It kind of broke her heart.
But the worst part was that I had asked her out like 5 seconds after a friend of mine did (he got rejected), I felt kind of guilty about it.
But the worst part was that I had asked her out like 5 seconds after a friend of mine did (he got rejected), I felt kind of guilty about it.
Probably the time when a girl I used to know was completely and utterly in love with me. I knew all about it, but acted like a prick and basically led her on for 4 years, not telling her "No I don't want to go out with you" but being nice for a week then being an arsehole for a month. Worst thing is, she wasn't that bad looking, kinda funny...Everything I look for in a girlfriend, I just wanted to look cool in front of my friends by putting her down all the time.
I regret it now really, when I think about how she must've felt.
I regret it now really, when I think about how she must've felt.
Maybe I'm too young to have done something really bad. Worst thing would be confessing my feelings for a girl in front of all her friends and everything, the pressure was too much for her, (I think she wanted to say no but didn't want seem like a *****) and she ran away looking really upset. I didn't see her again for two weeks and I never spoke to her again.
I knew this girl in primary school who was always alone and by her self so i sat and talked to her we hung out for a few days but she was always crying and sobbing.
in the end she asked me to be her boyfriend and i rejected her afterwords she moved schools and we never spoke again. A few month later a friend told me her parents had got a divorce and thats why she was so sad.
in the end she asked me to be her boyfriend and i rejected her afterwords she moved schools and we never spoke again. A few month later a friend told me her parents had got a divorce and thats why she was so sad.
I used to bully my sister something fierce. I will never forgive myself for that, although she has. The occasions when I have upset my partner make me want to travel back in time and beat my younger self within an inch of his life. Ditto the awful things I put my parents through between the ages of 14 and 17 [self-harm and other melodramatic hogwash]. Not to mention the time an ex's mother had the police called on me due to misconstrued correspondence with her daughter. I also regret getting sub-par results in my finals last year, but I'm working on amending that and getting into a course that I won't be compelled to drop out of. My first cigarette was also an unwise decision.
So..Yeah. Not the most impressive of track records, but I have the rest of my life to stop messing up at every opportunity.
So..Yeah. Not the most impressive of track records, but I have the rest of my life to stop messing up at every opportunity.
I said to one girl that she was adopted and her parents don't love her. Turns out she was adopted because her real parents left her out on the street alone when she was 3. I begged for forgiveness and even though she did forgive me it began a downward spiral of self-loathing of which I am still recovering from about 2-3 years on.
I've never done anything I truly consider significantly bad, but there are a lot of things, however little, that I regret.
-Two guys in front of me in an assembly were pointing at some girls and saying "She's a ho. She's a ho. She's a ho." and I muttered out "All the girls are hoes, and all the guys are their pimps." The two guys took me literally and started telling everyone I'd said that, and the nearby girls got pissed. I was joking, and I doubt anyone but me remembers it, but I still beat myself up for this.
-A similar example; two guys were biking down the street as I was walking home, and the other guys walking home (we had gotten off the bus) were commenting about the two being on the same bike, and I hummed "a bicycle built for two" to myself, and then one of the guys was sorta riding on my heels. I told him I didn't mean it, but again, I don't feel right about it.
-In an online journal I had written little notes about classmates and my personal opinions of some of them (I hadn't finished, and never did). About a year later, long after I had stopped caring about the thing, some classmates found it googling themselves and were telling me how weird and creepy it was. I actually had let my cousin operate the account for the past year or so, and had to ask him to take the postings down.
There are numerous that come to mind on specific occasions, just little things where I could've handled the situation better. If I think of anything more substantial, I'll bring it up.
-Two guys in front of me in an assembly were pointing at some girls and saying "She's a ho. She's a ho. She's a ho." and I muttered out "All the girls are hoes, and all the guys are their pimps." The two guys took me literally and started telling everyone I'd said that, and the nearby girls got pissed. I was joking, and I doubt anyone but me remembers it, but I still beat myself up for this.
-A similar example; two guys were biking down the street as I was walking home, and the other guys walking home (we had gotten off the bus) were commenting about the two being on the same bike, and I hummed "a bicycle built for two" to myself, and then one of the guys was sorta riding on my heels. I told him I didn't mean it, but again, I don't feel right about it.
-In an online journal I had written little notes about classmates and my personal opinions of some of them (I hadn't finished, and never did). About a year later, long after I had stopped caring about the thing, some classmates found it googling themselves and were telling me how weird and creepy it was. I actually had let my cousin operate the account for the past year or so, and had to ask him to take the postings down.
There are numerous that come to mind on specific occasions, just little things where I could've handled the situation better. If I think of anything more substantial, I'll bring it up.
Well, I remember back in elementary I was a total asshole to everybody. Thankfully, I've grown up a little and I'm not like that anymore, but the damage was still done. One of my best childhood friends got the worst of it. Being a little twat, I would hit her, make her cry, and stuff like that.
At least she forgave me, but I haven't really forgiven myself. Even being that young was no excuse for that sort of behavior, but at least I learned from it.
At least she forgave me, but I haven't really forgiven myself. Even being that young was no excuse for that sort of behavior, but at least I learned from it.
