I regret not going to the funeral of my best friends’ mother; who was in many ways like my own mother. I regret looking into my dogs eyes when animal control took him away and not having the power to do anything about it. I regret every instance I made someone feel anything but happy. I regret my insecurities. I regret the fact that I find it hard to trust. I regret the times I decided not to speak my mind because I was afraid of what somebody else might think. I regret not loving as hard I want to. But, my greatest regret is how long it took me to forgive myself. I had to accept that these regrets are a part of me for good reason; teaching me how to become a better me everyday.