I regret just about every decision I’ve made in the last 11 years sometimes even marrying my wife. I mostly regret caving to the pressure and giving in to having children I do love my kids but now I hate my life. She knew I hated kids and was very open and adimant about never having any but the years of pressure from my wife and especially her family got to me, I was afraid she’d leave me if I didn’t but she knew full well when we got married I refused to have kids. Now I love them very much but they were strictly to make her happy I get little joy in life and very little from being a father there is the occasional moment but the vast majority of it is just stress and misery. We were so much happier before and I feel having kids has detoriated our marriage and that was the only thing I wanted in life. I resent my wife for pushing me into it raising a family mostly sucks and I am now living the exact opposite of the life I wanted.
I regret that I came into the bar with my friend and ordered a drink because you were the bartender. The next morning you sent me a friend request on Facebook. How did you even know my name? I didn’t tell you. I regret that I blindly accepted your request. At first, you seemed nice and we were both married so I didn’t think you were a creep. Boy, was I wrong! About a year later, I liked a picture of your dog. Then you started sending me messages on messenger. I am a nice person so responded to them. At first, they seemed innocuous but then they became more aggressive. You sent me a picture of yourself undressed. I gently told you again that I was married and you bombarded me with inappropriate pictures and videos of yourself. Then you told me that you were going to have me sexually one way or the other. I shuddered and unfriended and blocked you from my Facebook, phone, email etc. Thank God you don’t know my address. I regret being too much of a people pleaser to miss a potential danger sometimes. I regret ever smiling at you as you mixed my drinks. I never dreamed you would be a stalker. Your poor wife is married to a very disturbed man…
I have a regret that haunts me every day of my life. I regret letting you slip away 10 years ago believing that if we were meant to be, you would come back into my life. I should not have given up so easily. I always told myself that if we were meant to be together then I would let you go and you would come back; well, you did. 5 years ago you came back into my life but the timing was off AGAIN. I regret not giving you “the drink” that we deserved to share together and never giving you a final response; I had no idea what to say. I was newly engaged and couldn’t imagine doing that to my fiancée. Now we are both moved on and married, but it seems like time doesn’t heal everything. I can still feel the feelings I had 10 years ago whenever I think of you. I wonder every day how different my life would be today and am sad that there is nothing I can do about it. I play every memory of our short relationship over and over wishing things would have been done differently. Oh, what I would do to still be driving around for hours having our carefree conversations. I can still feel and see the moment that you walked through those restaurant doors after 5 years and my heart was beating through my chest. I long for it to happen again. I regret not saying sorry for everything; I’M SO SORRY.
I regret every moment I spent with you now.. I thought you were forever .. You were the reason for everything I did .. You were what that kept me going.. You were everything to me.. I never trusted anyone much and thought I did the right by trusting you …so much.. And now that you left me after those three wonderful years of my life I have nothing but regret.. I hate myself more than anyone for that.. What hurts more is you want to be friends after it all which leaves me dying every time I’m with you.. Just leave me alone and go live your beautiful life and let me live my miserable life.. Go away .
I regret that every year I put a little number in the corner of my calendar to mark how many years we would have been together. I regret that I still miss you (or at least who you used to be). I regret that because of this, I cant seem to trust anyone else enough to let them in. I regret that I allowed all of this to make me incapable of allowing myself to really fall in love again. I regret not spending one more week with you to see if you would have said “I love you” to me.
I regret that I cannot make you see yourself through my eyes. If you could, you’d know that you’re smart, funny, kind and good. You would know that you’re worth it, and that you don’t always have to be the life of the party for me to stick around. And you’d stop apologizing for having a bad day.
I regret that I can’t make you love yourself. I can’t wave a magic wand and make the world the place you want it to be, but for you, I wish I could. And being your friend is something I will never regret.
I regret that on August 1st, when you asked me to go to dinner with you, I said no because I “might” get called in to work. If I had known you were going to ask me to marry you… I would have said yes… but you died six days later, leaving me and our children behind, wishing things would have worked out differently. Rest in peace, Tim. See you when I get to Heaven. F/36
I regret reading your emails and finding out you had a tryst although short lived. It broke my heart to read and wondered if it was better that I didn’t know. Now i’m not sure how true you are to me after 8 years of being together through my divorce, your deployment and now your assignment in Europe. How can I look at you now and believe when you say that you love me and that it is I that you want to grow old with? Now I’m wondering if you really are ready to settle down with me. As you lay next to me my heart is screaming WHY?!! I don’t know what to do. i cannot tell you that I know what happened between you and her. I regret that I know now.
I regret my parents’ first divorce. It tore our family apart and sent everyone in their own direction. It was the start of several battles…
Mom, I regret the cause of all three divorces was because you are addicted to drugs and alcohol and found them to be more important than your family. Dad paid thousands of dollars to put you through several rehabs.
I regret the way everyone’s relationships inside and outside the family have changed because of you.
I regret that I had to speak to my own mother the way I did as a form of intervention. But she loved the alcohol, drugs, and sex more than her own family.
Dad, I regret you ever finding out about my eating disorder, my cutting, and my abusive boyfriend. I regret the stress it puts you through even though you’re not very knowledgeable about any of it.
I regret the way you turned against us all, Mom. The way you treated your mother, your daughters, your son, and your husband. You can be so selfish.
I regret that I’m reluctant to ever become a mother because I’m terrified I’ll make the same mistakes that you did…though I’m nothing like you.
I DO NOT regret the fact that I had to move in with my teacher and her husband. I just regret the reasons why I had to in the first place.
I regret the countless hours I cried over it and the countless hours I spent passed out from cutting so much before I found a backbone.
I don’t regret that I do love what’s left of my family.
I regret keeping my mouth shut everytime my colleague utter derogatory remarks against me.
I always act as if I did not hear what she said and let it pass. I am not a person who hold grudges and stores them in my heart. But she keeps on doing this.
Now, I look forward to her leaving the office for good.