Sometimes, a small regret comes flying into my mind and very soon I am sitting in a pile of regrets, sorting out the big and small. Piecing together the tiny things that led to the big regret. Trying to shift the pieces around and see if it could spell something else, like “choice” or “destiny” but it doesn’t.
Has this ever happened to you?
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Regretfully so! The past can’t be undone… I am ‘sorry’, and I think if you really mean you’re sorry, you try to avoid making the same mistake again. Begin anew! Make it your objective to change things… I sometimes step back from myself: as if an onlooker… Have you ever done that?
That’s true but to begin again takes real courage
Courage requires confidence, and you’re low on THAT Totem Pole? I’ve never seen one act of bravery where the person actually stopped to weigh the pros and cons of their actions. They didn’t see it as a matter of ‘choice’. They just jumped in and did it! You can too! The other road leads nowhere… besides, I believe in you!
Sounds as if you are working and playing with AWARENESS of regrets, which has to be a helpful thing, surely. Even if they are painful. I used to tell myself the story that I had no regrets (think Edith Piaf). Then one day they tumbled down and caught up with me. I now realise that having regrets is natural and human. I try to acknowledge them but not go down the plughole. warmly, Sally
That’s really well put, sally! The awareness of regrets… I think there’s a thin line between acknowledging and beating up oneself. I often take the self flagellation route or ‘go down the plug hole’ like you said 🙂 i have little control over it really. Once it starts it’s like a floodgate opening!
Yes. Agree. A fine line between acknowledging and beating oneself up. Our minds have minds of their own, don’t you think?!
Hahahaha, True
A beautiful and poignant scene. Yes, I have regrets, but forgiveness has helped to heal.
Forgiving yourself is the hardest isn’t it?
Yes it is, sending hugs to you today Sree.
oh dear… my regrets mostly spell “stupidity”, “too much emotion” and “not enough wine”… 🙂
“Not enough wine”…LOL. Mine are rarely about the things I didn’t do, as per old adage. It’s always about things I did, which is a special slice of masochistic hell, of course
same here… same here… when there’s not enough wine I say it all, but when there is an outlet (e.g. wine, chocolate, something to kick…) then I drawn it all there… but sometimes, there is just not enough wine 🙂