I regret being bitchy and mean to other girls during middle school. Now I can see I was acting out against being unhappy in myself, but at the time it just felt powerful, I think, and a way to make friends with other ‘mean girls’. It’s the thing I regret most in my life, I don’t know why I thought I had the right to make others’ lives miserable. I have apologized, but still think of this often and regret my words and actions. I wish I could forget that time, but try to make amends by being genuinely, fiercely kind now.