Regret is the biggest shadow on my life. I regret almost every major action I take and the thoughts of said hijack my brain and, consequently, my life. I know most people regret things and certain regrets haunt their lives for a long time, but literally not a second goes by where I don't think about my regrets. It is a personal struggle I'll probably have to live with for the rest of my pathetic life. I wish I was exaggerating when I say how much I think about these things, but it's true and it's crippling.
The only time I don't think about these things are when I'm with friends and having a good time, which, lately, has been non-existent. I'm hoping my big move to Japan will change my scene enough to shock me out of this and help me enjoy my future with my friends, but I know another lull will come and all I'll have for company are my carnivorous regrets.
Ugh, I'm even regretting posting this as I write it. Be kind with me.
The New PostSecret Book
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