Regrets Part 2

I remember once, what feels like a long time ago, I wrote something here about regret. I was frustrated about people saying they “never felt regret” and I left it at the end where I couldn’t really say anything other than “you’re wrong.”

I realized finally what really bothered me about the “I have no regrets” argument. It’s not that people were so anti-regret, it’s that folks couldn’t recognize that regret is actually your friend. It’s the thing that constantly teaches you about your future and what not to do. People who have said they have no regrets not only have regrets but have embraced them in their truest form. A teacher that stays with you all the time, reminding you of the right course in life. The path you SHOULD walk. This is the mistake you made once before, let’s not do it again. Your memory steers you clear of those icebergs we’ve named with a short word. They wait to sink you again but instead your mind points them out and takes you elsewhere.

I love you, regret. Thanks for telling me what not to do again. For making my life better by reminding me of my previous life stories. For staying with me when I consider repeating my mistakes.

Just remember, in the end, life is different. It’s easy to think you’ve been here before but have you really? Is it the same? Maybe sometimes, and just sometimes, it’s worth making the same mistakes over and over. If it’s something you don’t want to give up on. Hope, is a lot more important than life lessons. I think.