Have you ever once regret the time where you could have said something to someone that you cared about a lot, but you ended up not saying it because of some mundane reason. I know I have, and for the most part, I wish I could redo a lot more than that.
Even today, I wish I had the chance to comfort a friend that I knew. As she have some medical problems that forced her to take a indefinite leave off her job. Now, I knew that in itself is rather late already (as it was revealed to myself and a few others about more than 3 weeks ago. Still, I wish I had the chance (and the guts) to do it.
On the other hand, if I had the guts to stand up for myself, I think my primary educational past may have gone a bit better. Still, I think that should be for the others to think about, since I was not the one in the wrong. Yet I’m the one who could not move on. There were a few incidents that I have sincerely apologized afterwards, yet I could not move on from that either.
Now, I feel like my past is threatening to pull my mind back to the past to relive the things that I have not done and the things that I have not said.
I’m questioning some of the life decisions that I have made.
I’m questioning if I should comfort the friends that are in need.
I’m questioning my decision to confess to the girl I like, multiple times.
I’m questioning my decision to stay on course in my career path, almost every day.
In a sense, I wish I can move on past my previous “life”. I wish I can look back and say that the incidents defined who I am, and not think about what it could have been.