Plunky -- Regret
It's hard for me to decide how I feel about Regret.
I can't truly regret anything in my past since it all led me to this point in my life.
It may not be glamorous, or always fun. It is simple and uninspired (in a good way?). But it is a satisfying life. Blessed in many ways.
I believe I am more content to be unfulfilled than failed.
Since the root of all my issues revolve around my lack of self-esteem and self-worth, I would be expecting too much of myself to regret anything... it would mean I already had a (presumably positive) preconceived notion of how things would turn out.
Regret, as a child, had shaped and defined me in many ways. It taught me to be more giving and loving. It did that via shame and guilt. It taught me to hide parts of myself. It opened an ugly eye of truth for how others saw me. It was completely necessary though, and I know without those regrets I would have a dramatically different life as a person I don't like.
Maybe I'm delirious, no regrets and no fears. (not so true)
Maybe I'm just stupid and leave myself nothing to learn from.
Perhaps some regret would motivate me, propel me ahead and force me to take more chances.
It's dangerous to be so complacent with mediocrity.
I can't truly regret anything in my past since it all led me to this point in my life.
It may not be glamorous, or always fun. It is simple and uninspired (in a good way?). But it is a satisfying life. Blessed in many ways.
I believe I am more content to be unfulfilled than failed.
Since the root of all my issues revolve around my lack of self-esteem and self-worth, I would be expecting too much of myself to regret anything... it would mean I already had a (presumably positive) preconceived notion of how things would turn out.
Regret, as a child, had shaped and defined me in many ways. It taught me to be more giving and loving. It did that via shame and guilt. It taught me to hide parts of myself. It opened an ugly eye of truth for how others saw me. It was completely necessary though, and I know without those regrets I would have a dramatically different life as a person I don't like.
Maybe I'm delirious, no regrets and no fears. (not so true)
Maybe I'm just stupid and leave myself nothing to learn from.
Perhaps some regret would motivate me, propel me ahead and force me to take more chances.
It's dangerous to be so complacent with mediocrity.