I regret turning a blind eye to my boyfriend’s addiction. I knew he was addicted to several different hard drugs, but I never did anything about it.
I regret not doing something to stop my father from abusing my mother and myself physically and emotionally. He is a drug addict and my mother covers up for him.
I regret trusting the wrong person to take care of me when I was at a party. Being best friend with you in high school, I thought I could trust you to take care of me, not sexually assault me. I lost myself, while you said you would do it all over again. My biggest regret is trusting the wrong one.
My biggest regret is not standing up for myself more often and not sharing my feelings at the time I was feeling them. It would have saved me a lot of heartache and I could have moved on with my life more quickly and not have self doubt control my life.
I regret wanting you to stay for me and my happiness. I know you were in pain and age and time had worn down your body. I regret hating you chose to die.
“I regret never having a silly, childish young relationship, I got pregnant at 17 to an older man and continued dating older men after that fell apart, I’m a sensitive, immature, daft weirdo, I crave someone the same, now I feel like I’m too old.”
“I regret keeping my eyes blind and ignoring so many red flags that he…”
I regret having been a very abusive relationship for 1 year and letting him abuse me verbally & mentally nearly every day and making me cry nearly each time we were together. I regret keeping my eyes blind and ignoring so many red flags that he never even cared about me at all. If only I had had higher self esteem to make me realize that I deserve a much better person to be part of my life. That happened 10 years ago but I am still traumatized till now. If only I realized that being alone is much better than being in an abusive relationship.
I regret allowing myself to sink into a deep hole of depression and loneliness. I never look forward to the weekend because I have absolutely no one to spend time with. I wish that I could work 7 days a week to keep myself busy. I’m so depressed. Sometimes, I have to lie to my family about hanging out with nonexistent friends just to seem normal. But, it’s always a struggle trying to form normal, healthy relationships with people. I was socially awkward as a child and nothing changed once I reached adulthood. I’ve lost hope. I feel that it’s my fault, although I never asked for my social life to turn out this way. I know life isn’t all about having people to socialize with, but it would be nice to have some company every now and then. I don’t ask for much.
“I regret being so self involved that I wasn’t able to…”
My friend, whom I’ve always had a crush on, moved back home to taker care of her mother who’d been diagnosed with cancer. Her mother was undergoing chemo, and everyone was optimistic. I started seeing my friend regularly, and began to develop feelings for her. She insisted that it was not a good time for a relationship, but I forced the issue and we became romantically involved. When her mom started getting worse she began shutting me out. I had fallen in love with her by this time, so I didn’t handle it very well and said some pretty hurtful things that effectively ruined our relationship and friendship. Her mom started hospice a week later and died after a month. I regret being so self involved that I wasn’t able to understand what she was going through and be there for her as a friend when she really needed it. I have not felt the same about someone since.
I’m usually not hateful, but my anger…
“I regret befriending the wrong people. I wear my heart on my sleeve sometimes and let people take advantage of my kindness. Then, they get rid of me like trash once they get what they want or feel that I’m no longer useful. I regret being such a loving person towards them. I’m usually not hateful, but my anger is starting to worsen now and my patience is running very low. I hate them. I’m becoming vengeful and I regret letting them get me to this point.”