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I've never really been the jealous type. It really does take a loooot to make me jealous. I guess you can't really call this feeling jealousy, maybe regret? That's not really the right word either. I guess just wondering what could have been if I knew then what I know now. I know I had to go through some of the things that I went through to give me reason to turn into the person I am now, but now that I'm who I should have been all allong, it's too late. It's like that saying "experience is the best teacher, but it doesn't come until after you need it" or something of that sort. Like I'm very happy with myself now the way that I am, and if I would have been so confident and happy with myself before, everything might be different now. I don't know if this will really make any sence to anyone but me. Has anyone else ever felt this way?