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    • Oh, my goodness! This one you CAN do! I suffered from it and got help; Went one-on-one with a psychologist who specialized in anxiety disorder, and then also I attended a recovery, inc. meeting each week (free by the way). I could barely breathe the first time I went to one of those meetings. I will DO NOT regret doing that. Look one up now. I no longer suffer attacks, I travel alone, I fly, and I’m free of it.

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    • Let her know. And get her back. Love makes wonders. Let her know your feelings now or you may regret it forever. We only have one life!

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  1. I regret in believing love could be real and that there was hope on top of that! when I knew all along love was really fake and hope doesn’t exist only acceptance. yet like an idiot I for the first time felt love and was loved at the age of 27 only to be abandoned then made myself strong and build me into a better person instead of taking my visit to the death forest in Japan… I decided in hope met someone and tried to allow them to let them love me more than you and gave what I thought was Love and in return gave him better affection than my first love for what only to be treated like shit and find out I was only second option to him.. at the end he said he was foolish to want the other girl at first and that he loves me more than he ever loved her but i know its fake because he never talked to me like he did to her nor express that strong love to me the way he did to her to the point that I realized my ex husband who abandoned me treated me better than him.. ending not only forgiving but actually feeling some sort of love and thankful to my ex husband even though he abandoned me and broke my heart for showing what it feels to be loved than anything making me feel worthless and lucky to have even have him even if he destroyed my heart… I dont know if i feel love or hate for u but i feel so much pain at times i feel I want to end my world I feel that I never was good enough for anyone and being your second choice makes me feel endless misery and pain after everything that i gone through i was never meant to be anyones princess but rather second plate or trash to be exact!! how could you say you hate my ex husband for not seeing how good and special of a woman i was to have abandoned me yet you let me down too

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  2. I regret calling my brother retarded, and making jabs at him for his mental disability. He is autistic, and has many other disabilities that my family won’t share. I regret telling him that he will never be a police man, or army man, or drive a car. I ruined him. I truly regret this.

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    • As much as I understand your regret I would encourage you and promise you that it is NEVER too late to right this wrong. And in doing so, you will help yourself deal with the pain of the regret at the same time. Tell him how you feel, tell him you love him, tell him how wonderful he is, talk to him about all the positive memories you have and all the things about him that you love and admire. Tell him how you admire his determination DESPITE setbacks and issues most people never have to deal with! As a person with a disability I can promise you that hearing those words from you, or any positive words from you will mean the world.

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    • Autism is hard. But it’s also stressful to be the sibiling of a person with Autism because it probably seems everything revolves around your brother. Those comments you made came from your inner stress and pain. But the way you can turn your regret into something more positive is to praise him when you can. Help him capitalize on his strengths and spend time with him.

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  3. I regret moving on from you in my search for the perfect one and ended up being miserable with who I ended up with. I don’t regret that by all accounts you seem to be pretty happy and doing well. You were so great to me and you deserve that. I hope that one day I’ll feel the same way as well.

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    • Then, go back to the one you love. When you break someone’s trust, it takes time to rebuild it. But with love and perseverance it is possible. She or he may still be secretly waiting for you to come back.

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  4. Marrying you was the happiest day of my life. We were together for nine years and I really wanted to grow old with you. I wanted and tried so hard to make our marriage work. It hurt so much when you said that you no longer loved me and that you never wanted to see me again.

    Now, I regret loving you, even after you left me for someone you barely even know. Although I love you so much, that even after what you’ve done, I am only wishing for your happiness.

    I hope that one day, you won’t regret leaving me. By then, I hope that I am happy and have long moved on from you.

    29 F

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  5. I regret not standing up and fighting for myself at the end of my school days.
    Now i lack self respect and confidence and have dropped out of college twice because each time i couldnt adjust with new environment as i was never open enough.I always used to be out of spotlight and alone ,look where it has brought me now taking anti depressent everyday and diagnosed with chronic depression.I hope this year i get a seat in medical college otherwise i am ready for arts but not ready to live alone and quiet in my golden young years.

    male 20

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  6. How much my life has changed in a year. Having reflected on the last year I can truly say I have learnt a lot. Three years ago I met you. I was after an older guy well not much older as I wanted someone that was mature. Things got serious pretty fast and before I knew it we were living together. During this time I thought what a lovely guy. I was completely sucked into your lies about how these various girls texting were coming on to you because they supported the football team you worked for (yeah right). I was in my twenties and very naive. I learnt fast. This guy worked for TV (football) not the greatest paid and only went after woman with money to pay his way! To my surprise he was very low paid but still and all never once put his hand in his pocket. My lesson learned: age 37-38 single/ doesn’t provide for baby-alarm bills, cannot provide financially for meals, drinks or pays half-alarm bills-slags of his ex-alarm bills-and states girls are the ones coming onto him-alarm bills
    unfortunately i had a baby by this guy.

    Months later to find out who he really was and how his ex’s too had been cheated on many of times by you. Often you would say It was me going mad or I was crazy. Emails found in archives of you cheating behind my back and signed up to dating websites all when I was pregnant and sleeping with various presenters you worked with – wished I’d found em earlier. But Thank you for teaching me a lesson, because I have now gone on to meet the man of my dreams, who would never hurt me and my baby.
    Thank you for teaching me a massive lesson men your age are are single for very good reasons.

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  7. I wish i knew what the hell is wrong with me. It’ s been long past over do for me to get over thinking about this guy and yet I can’t seem too. As soon as I see someone who even looks like him the thoughts and feelings of wanting so much more come rushing back like as if not a day has pasted since the day he deliberetly walked away without a second thought towards me, despite all my efforts to simply try to have a conversation with him at least. I just don’t get it. I have never in my life felt this much for a guy let alone one that is more embarrassed over my presence socialy than content. I couldn’t blame him for laughing at my actions in the past with his peers, I probubly would’ve to a certain extent been the same way and yet it felt like a knife slicing into my side ever time. I remeber the feeling and yet I still have dreams of his smile lighting up the entire room and him actually looking at me this time. When I wake once again with the realization that it’s only my wild imagination and wishful thinking driving me to go mad again. He’s just a guy damit! One who for the most part wouldn’t give me the time of day unless he was trying to impress someone else who might be watching, and yet I can’t seem to stop myself from yearning, wanting and wishing for more than just his ego boosting headgames. To walk away without another thought about a guy I’ve had issues with including sex has never been a problem before but this guy is like cryptonite! I can’t POSSIBLY be in love with him after all of THAT and not even bad sex never mind not even a friendly hug. It’s simply just ridiculous that I actualy feel heart palpitations when I sit and think of how he might be doing and if he might be feeling down or something. WHY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH DO I STILL FRIGGIN feel for this guy!!!! Yes he’s cute, smart, devilishly charming and seriously sexy to the point of making my body freeze and melt not knowing which way is right and which way is wrong…but it’s not like he’s not without faults damit. Ok so his seem to be minor ones compared to faults I’m used to having to deal with but still…the friggin guy doesn’t want me for anything more than to stroke his own stride from time to time and I swear to GOD that for some reason as wrong as it is… My entire body fights my common sence with the thought of him even wanting the smallest amount of time to spend on me

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  8. I’m not a bad person…I know I’m not. I deserve so much better…I know I do… So WHY has shit gone down the way it has in my life the way it has! Why is it I can’t seem to feel as though who I have in my life is just fine anymore! Headgames suck people! Thanks for scewing me over without giving me a real chance there NICE.GUY..it’s not your fault really and is my own cause I allowed myself to be played like your own personal fiddle which is why I don’t say this to your face AJ. But I have real feelings you jack of all trades and I need to express them like anyone else too!!! So sorry to embarrass you ever again dude but there it is ok..DEAL!!!!!I didn’t love men so much I’d swear…I love my son so much and want to see him grown into a happy well deserving young man in his life…and yet I still can’t seem to feel anxious for the day I can finaly rest myself under some unaware jackasses car someday to end this awful feeling of being such a looser in life when it comes to love

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  9. I regret going back you him the first time knowing he wasn’t what I wanted. Instead I stayed for four years many of which I cried and regretted it the whole time if I would have left the first time a lot would be different.

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  10. I regret holding on to you for so long. I never really got over you and can’t help the feeling like I was robbed of the thing I wanted most. I can’t make you stop the things you love doing even if they completely destroyed your life and mine aswell. I met the best girl that wanted me for me, we had known each other for years and always kept in touch. she cared so much and I couldn’t help but think all the time of the things she did but you didnt. We spent almost a year visiting each other back and forth 100s of miles apart. I tried to love her but I was still hurt it had been over a year since we split and I was still hurting protecting myself by feeling numb. My friend she knew I was hurt and was very patient and kept up with me even though she knew I wouldn’t commit, but I wouldn’t cheat. I just couldn’t let my ex go. Eventually the girl stopped talking so much. Then one day we were talking and she told me that if she were to meet someone we couldn’t talk anymore. I told her it was OK and that I would understand, at the time I felt that was the best answer to give, I care so much for her I felt that if I couldn’t commit to her, it’s not worth dragging her down with me. Shortly after that she deleted me from Facebook and stopped talking to me. Over a year has gone by since then and I while things are active in my personal life my heart remains disconnected. I regret holding onto my ex, because I wasn’t ready to love, I was hurt. I missed out on the right girl, and now she is someone elses. I have over the months sent her nice messages just telling her that I miss her, that I just want her to know I’m thinking about her. She doesn’t respond. I left her a message the other day and she called me back though, it was, it’s hard to explain but I guess great will do to hear her voice. We talked and laughed and sent a few pictures, but she had a life with this guy still and they are getting a house together. I’m was just happy we could talk, she told me she missed me to and I hung up. I regret hold get onto my ex, I regret not letting myself love again, because now that I’m OK I know what I passed up. I have hope though, and faith, and I secretly believe in fate. I’m trying to stay living and moving maybe one day this will all make sense. For now, I’m going to the beach.

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  11. I regret getting married so youn . I was 21 and it felt like I wasnt about to get married but going to be executed. That’s the day I died to myself in a good and bad wa . I loved my husband then and I still do now. But I got married so he wouldn’t leave me. Almost 7 years and three kids later, I have no idea who we are, who he is, or even who I am. I regret not giving myself a chance to develop and grow and to move on from my past mistakes as a teenager. I regret running from my problems by moving out of state with him. I regret hurting him in so many ways and allowing him to do the same to me. I regret most if not all my 20’s. I regret not having a backbone to commit suicide. I regret that abortion when I was 16. I regret being too drunk and vulnerable when I was 18 when I got rape . I regret telling anyone about it. I regret taking out all these student loans. I regret so many things in my life. I don’t know where I went wrong.

    Female, 28

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  12. I regret sending you a picture of my breasts. My husband didn’t seem that excited about it when I sent it, so I sent it to you to see if you think it granted a rise out of him. Mostly, I wanted attention and validation from someone. It made me feel good but really bad too. I regret sending you (another person) a picture of my ass. I figured you already saw it years ago, so why not, right? After all, you sent me one of yours first. I regret talking to you (another person) about my marital issues. I knew you really liked me and I thought I liked you but I think I just liked the attention you gave me. You were older than my dad! I went to work early and came home late just to talk to you in the morning and to talk to you on the way home from work. I regret not leaving way back then when things were so hard. Why did I stay? Even still, I regret hurting my husband but I’ll never tell him these things. It would destroy him and our relationship and I can’t do that to our kids. I took the plan b pill three times since we’ve been married and I partially regret that. I don’t want anymore kids right now. I met up with the guy I cheated on you with when I went out of town for work. I don’t regret that. I needed closure. He told me I would be miserable with you all those years ago when we were dating and he was right. I never had sex with anyone else since we’ve been married but sometimes you make me regret NOT doing so, especially when you rejected me when I made a move to initiate sex with you one night. I went into the closet and cut myself so bad because of you. I wanted to die because of you, the one person that I already gave my life to. You destroyed me. More than the abuse. More than the rape. More than the abortion. More than my abandonment issues. I regret the power you have over me most of all

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  13. I regret being 45 yrs old and still not understanding y anyone whom I try to be friends with doesn’t seem to have barely any interest in being my friend. Unless it’s to use me, try to destroy/take from me what good they do see I might withhold in my life or because they are being pushed my way by someone else for their own reasons, I for some reason obviously don’t seem to be friend for real material. I wish I knew what it is That is wrong….y people who say they want to be friends don’t seem to feel I’m worth barely any of their time, except for the ones who seem to be not worth my time. I just don’t get it, all my life I’ve tried to be the best kind of friend I could be to those I have come around, yet any close friendship that seems to be an actual connection between people that lasts longer term is something I only ever get to wittness with others. I just don’t get it. It can’t be because I’m boring cause the trouble makers would disagree…I’m not one to throw myself at their guy and take them awayfrom them. I always make time if they need me and usualy am the one who’s more interested in hanging out with them than anything. I don’t tell their secrets, lead them down a bad path with any guidence and compliment them on whatever I see as great or good about them. Still…anyone who says they wanna be friends is apparently really only keepin a life line intact only when there’s something in it for them in some way or because they’re hiding behind the lie of not really wanting me as a friend but are pressure too be nice whenever possible. I know I can be crazy and bitchy sometimes…but believe me there’s more of that I get than I’ve really ever let.out myself so I just don’t understand. The only one truly interested in maintaining a close relationship with me in my spouce who just recently over the last couple years started to show honest interest in what I might actualy like or seem to feel, yet for the last 20 yrs it was always all about him, what he wanted to see or do and how he felt. Just only when I finaly told him to take a hike did he finaly seem to care after riding threw life off my back for the most part. Yet I let friends go I really do want to have in my life and always leave to doors open so to speak and they seem to avoid me when I try to contact them or completely forget about me and never call. I seem to always be the one who has to make the effort or put out something in their favour for them to be interested. Was I born and put on this planet to only be used and tossed to the side for what might be left for the scavenger behind them? I guess I should just turn into a disceetful little man stealer that is only infront of them to take from them their offerings instead of actually wanting their company…just like everyone else. Take and give only when I might have to.

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  14. I regret letting him in. He’s an amazing guy, but I think I made a terrible mistake now. I don’t want to hurt him. I feel like a horrible person even though my intentions were innocent. I truly do like him a lot. I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to love him completely since I also have strong feelings for a woman. It’s sad because I’m sure that my love for her will never be reciprocated. I don’t know if she likes me or women in general. Even if she does, I would never be involved with both of them at the same time. I just don’t know which person I should ultimately be with.

    F/29

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  15. My husband and I had separated, one day he just didn’t come home anymore. Now I have anxiety and depression. But what I did recently it’s now killing me, I had sex with one old friend that I used to like. I didn’t feel anything when I was in bed with this person. At moments I imagined being with my husband while being in the act with this other guy. And my husband was much better in bed than this guy! At that moment I felt that I had nothing to loose, he had(my husband) left me to follow his dreams and I just wanted to feel what was to have sex with a different guy, since my husband was my first one. This guy that I had sex with , has his own family and a kid. He made me promise not to tell anyone, and I made him promise too. Now (late) my husband is trying to get back together but I now think I wouldn’t be able to live with this being with him again, and deep in my heart I don’t want to get back together. He had lied to me many times and I feel I’ve suffered enough with my husband and that I would never be happy by his side, though I still love him and long for him.

    Now I feel regret because this wife’s friend has no idea her husband is a cheater. And I won’t tell anyone because it will be hurtful. Though it was a one time thing, I don’t want to ruin that woman’s peace like my husband did with me with all his lies.

    Now the truth is, it’s all in my conscience and I accept the fact that I’ve made a mistake.
    I feel sad for that woman but mainly about myself because it’s not letting me be the joyful woman I was.

    I’ve experienced something that I will carry for the rest of my life because I don’t trust men anymore neither myself.
    Deep in my heart I feel that my husband pushed me to feel like crap thus making do stupid stuff.
    One day I just want to travel to another country and never come back!

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  16. I regret letting you break me. I regret crying on the bathroom floor, in the middle of the night. I regret laying in a pool of tears. I regret slitting my wrists and most of all, I regret telling you. I regret ever thinking you could help, that you could fix me. I regret letting you call me unstable. I regret loving you. I regret catching feelings for the playboy. I regret letting you get close to me. I regret letting you use me. I regret sending you those sexy pictures you asked for. I regret all the times you made me cry and wish I wanted to die. I don’t regret letting you walk out of my life.
    Anonymous, Female Age 15

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  17. I regret running away when I wanted him to hold my hand forever and kiss me. I regret changing school when I wanted to stay with him forever. But now he is gone forever and I cant forget him forever. I guess when they say you only have one chance they meant it. I regret regretting and regret making that one mistake I thought won’t regret.

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  18. I regret not trying harder in college and sleeping with near 50 people. The causes of my regrets are not believing in myself and feeling so insecure with myself. I wish I could have done things differently.

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  19. I regret that I did not make my Papa and my Mama proud. In my life now for the past 27 years and now turning 28, I don’t even have a good career in life. I regret that I did not take an Engineering courses of Bachelor’s in I.T. to have a better career in the time that I have an opportunity to do it. Now, in this age that my age and financial condition can no longer make it. I’m sorry Papa and Mama.

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  20. I regret that I did not make my Papa and my Mama proud. In my life now for the past 27 years and now turning 28, I don’t even have a good career in life. I regret that I did not take an Engineering courses of Bachelor’s in I.T. to have a better career in the time that I have an opportunity to do it. Now, in this age that my age and financial condition can no longer make it. I’m sorry Papa and Mama.

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  21. I regret not being grateful for all my mother did for me when I was younger. Currently, despite both of my housemates having better financial situations than me, it seems like I always have to be the one to get anything that all of us use. It feels like karma, which really hit home during a recent (relatively) late night emergency run to the nearest Lowe’s, at least two towns over; more than once during the drive, I thought to myself, my mother probably did things like this for me.

    30/M

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  22. I regret promising that you wouldn’t lose me once I knew the truth because now I’m confused more than ever. You say you love me but you’re married. I have a few of your mornings and conversations when you can, but we both know it will end anyways. In a few months I’ll be states away, but you always convince me to stay despite that. Some nights I can’t fight the guilt i feel because I’ve been cheated on and it devastated me so what am I doing now?
    22/F

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  23. I regret not having an affair when I had the chance. My wife did years later, and now I’m left to deal with the consequences.

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  24. W/ 15: I regret that I got enganged ‘affair’ with with my former crush, who was just a f*ckboy. We weren’t even remotely close, and I regret that I let his sweet-talking and convincing part take over me and my virginity. It did NOT feel right at all and I regret every second. I just felt wanted and slightly hoped that I could be the one, who could change him. After giving him what he tried to accomplish, he left, ignored me. Luckily, I was not really attached to him, but it still hurt and my own self respect sunk. Besides, I cannot talk with anyone and I’m afraid that he will tell everyone and I will be called names, just because I let myself mess around with him.
    Nevertheless, I WON’T let him or anybody else drag me down. I am young, altough that is no excuse for my mistake, and I learned to look beyond people’s looks and to concentrate on their character.
    YOU LEARN FROM MISTAKES.

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  25. I regret everything i did last year and 4 months before thag. I wish i was smarter with money, i wish i knew what will happen, i wish i used my brain more back then i wish i can take it all back from that time while im lying down and waiting to recieve the first payment and properly thought of things and spend the money on better things. I regret being fat and selfish and self centered. I wish i could go back in time or much better if i win tonight’s lottery and start a new again with better perspective in life now that i know what to pursue in life.

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  26. My biggest regret is thinking that I should push away the love of my life before the storm hit instead of just telling them what was happening.
    I took a chance and started dating my best friend, I fell in love with him like I’ve never loved another. I suffer from mental illness and for the first time in my life I felt truly happy. Sadly I knew I had started to spiral into darkness, I watched as my life started to fall apart and instead of telling him that I was losing control I pushed him away in the worst way possible, I used my ex to drive a wedge between us. I dumped him thinking that in the end he would be happier without me, and to me his happiness came before mine. 5 years later I still love him with all my heart and he won’t even talk to me. Since leaving him I have managed to put my life back together and have tried to reach out but he refuses. I have tried moving on but I have never managed to find the same love and happiness I had. I regret nothing in my life, I have always held the belief that life is too short for regrets and that is what I tell everyone I meet, but secretly I have that one and it weighs heavily on my soul. The worst thing fate has ever done to me is give me the right person at the wrong time.

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  27. Non, je ne regrette rien

    I wish I was able to say that I regret having wasted so much time, effort and love on someone who was clearly not prepared to take it. What I only saw much later was that you were so not ready to start a new relationship.

    I wish I was able to say that I regret having been mislead and deceived by you. When I met you what I saw was an incredibly smart guy, a successful athlete who was going to climb Makalu and go to Buenos Aires to learn tango. These were your words, I did not make them up. These were the signals you were sending across. Instead, without realizing, I was dealt a very low card: a guy who was emotionally crippled and unavailable, with a huge load of unresolved issues, whose rationality and fear of losing control overrides just about anything else in his life, including his ability to deal with emotions, his own and other people’s.

    I wish I was able to say that I regret having realized too late that you were not a very happy person and probably have not been for quite a few years. I suppose I lit a fire in your soul for a while and made you feel alive again, but by now that spark is gone and both of us are burnt.

    But still, even though the grief is debilitating, I do not want to have regrets. I do not hold a grudge against you. I still wish you well, I wish you to find the ground under your feet again. You have given me some of the most beautiful time in my life, so much joy and happiness, you have taught me a lot and for that I will forever feel grateful. Grateful and fortunate for having known a great love. Maybe some day we both will be able to see the bigger picture and talk without remorse.

    But I do fear that one day you will realize what you lost and I am not going to be around. One is not given many chances in life and if you miss them they may not necessarily be repeated.

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  28. I had struggled with my weight for tears. I was at the point when my doctor told me that I had to change. Lose weight or possibly die. My blood pressure was through the roof, bad cholesterol was high. I was morbidly obese and felt at the end of my rope. I became clinically depressed and a near recluse. Then I got it together and joined Nutrisystem. I followed the plan and lost 150 lbs. I was at a very healthy and happy weight. I felt so good about myself and life again. Everyone was so happy about my return to health except my so called best friend. She started saying I was too skinny and lost my breasts and bottom. Every time we went to lunch, she criticized what I ordered. She made me hate myself again. I ended up in such a depressive spiral that I had to be put on medication for it. The worst side effect was weight gain. As the weight crept on, I got even more depressed and of course she encouraged me to eat up. This January, I got injured and ended up in urgent care. I had gained 117 pounds back. And I was once again told lose or die. But I have lost 26 pounds so far in two months using the lose it app on my phone. I will not let her or anybody else come between me and my health and future hot body again.

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  29. As I sit and think about how my life has gone, it truly makes me wonder y I ever allowed myself to be let down and utterly comprimised by those around me in my life. I so desired to be wanted, loved and appreciated that I failed to see the realization of what those around me had inside their true intentions. Actions speak louder than words as the old saying goes…and it’s true. I was weak enough to dream of trying to climb a taller mountain than my little legs could stretch as it were. I needed help from a strong leader who was willing to lend me enough of his time to teach me how to be strong enough to succeed without tearing a muscle and not being able to get back down again. I simply didn’t have what he expected of me to offer me anymore of his precious time

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  30. God I love him so much
    Things truly could have gone so much better our lives if it weren’t for all the toxic waste screwing up peoples minds hearts and souls in this world. Y is it I must edure only being loved underneath someone elses thumb ?

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  31. I regret ever having met fran foo. I regret being so honest with her. I wish I could take back the time I spent believing what I realised after, was just some kind of sick game. I regret not trusting myself and swallowing my doubts. Repeatedly.

    They were true.

    I regret that even now, I still compare every relationship/friendship to what I experienced with her. As a result, I doubt almost every one in my life.

    I regret that I am not strong enough to forget about this.

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    • I don’t know fran..but I do know someone who might think of me what u do of fran. I personaly just need to say that on MY SIDE OF THE COIN….wearing my heart on my sleeve was really just abad idea that I simply should’ve known better than to allow to b seen. Some reason I thought if he seen my heart there he would know of it to b sincere

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      • I keep forgetting sincere is not everyone’s desire or preference…in fact it’s not the survivalist way of this day and age…dishonest, selfish and down right unfeeling is what wins now a days…thats what ends up with more in the end so thats what everyone wants instead of true blue and simple

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  32. We married too young, and only dated four months. I justified it by “being an adult”, and having “been friends for a couple of years”. I called you that first night on a whim. I was lonely, bored, and knew I could easily end up in bed with you. It was supposed to be a one-night-stand. Or turn into a friends-with-benefits situation. But my heart let me think we were in love. Your family and mine all said we were wrong, and they were right. We spent almost 20 years trying to prove them wrong… Years of growing up, being in the service, and having babies. It wasn’t all bad. For a while I considered you my best friend, and you were a good dad when they were little, and were home. But, the service life is hard. I learned how to be independent early on. I grew up and you didn’t. You never were able to grasp responsibility. So many resentments built on both sides. When the abuse started, I didn’t even see it. Manipulation and lies go unnoticed. Attention and affection become unexpected. When I started seeing our disfunction, I thought it was a “rough patch”. And it only happened in the privacy of our home. Couples who love each other never air their dirty laundry, right? No one was the wiser. But I was dying inside. I wanted so much more. For me and our children. Then you couldn’t seem to hold your temper anymore. And if you lashed out at our daughter it was my fault because of what I let her get away with. I spent the weekend away with a friend – to retreat from reality, rest from motherhood, reconnect with another adult, reflect on my life and our marriage. I came home, and had made some decisions. That was the night you raped me. Quickly, quietly, on our bed. I told you No, the kids are upstairs. I had only come down to freshen up and wanted to see them. You said you missed me, and to be quiet then… There was no love in those strokes, as I laid half dressed silently crying. When you finished, you zipped the jeans you hadn’t bothered to take off and announced you were going to the store. Numb. And done. Almost 2 years passed before we were divorced. But I still have to share the children with you. And 4 years later, what a true dissapointment you have become. My only regret is that someday they will all see you for the man you really are, as I did….

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  33. I regret being sexually physical with my guard and his friend. Though they did not take my virginity but I just lost some of my self respect and I would do anything to take my actions back. The biggest fear is if they tell someone.

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  34. I regret not leaving the first time you ever told me a lie. You kept feeding me lies, and I always forgave you. I cannot believe I ever thought you’d stop.

    Everytime I try to leave, you stop me. I cant get my foot outside the door because you hold me back, refusing to let go. While holding me with a tight grip you cry and tell me you’ll charge. We’ll change. You say you can make me happy.

    I’ve got No one to talk to, cause I was alone in life until I met you. If I managed to leave you, I’d have no one to turn to.

    I love you. At least the man I wish you were. But I’ve never been as close to ending my life as I am now that I’m with you. If you were to wake up alone one day, please forgive me. I see no other way out.

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  35. I regret giving you 15 years of my life, all my love, and support, then not standing up to you like a man when you confessed you cuddled with a woman during our marriage. I should have demanded you choose my love or her friendship. Now our marriage is over anyway since you ended it, and our daughter cries to me frequently about how she wants me to be with you, so she can have her parents at the same time. I wish I had never known you, let alone married you.

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  36. I regret falling in love with her and wanting to make her happy. I should have tried harder to detach myself from her a long time ago, but I didn’t. I believed that I had a chance. I thought she liked me just as much. Now, I have to witness her loving someone else. It always ends up this way. Always.

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  37. I regret marrying you. If I would of known 10 years into our marriage that you would leave me and the kids, emotional abuse, block me from our bank account, use me for sex, almost left the kids and I homeless, and steal another man’s wife… I wouldn’t choose you. All the blame and emotional abuse towards me for your unhappiness. Your justifications having an affair with another man’s wife. You don’t even take responsibility for your actions.
    I admit our marriage needed changes but our problems were fixable but you took the selfish and coward way out.

    I did everything a wife should and more. But when it was your time to step up full responsibilities, you didn’t want to. You wanted to act like a teenager, single and free. You wanted to frolicking in the forest.

    but now you choose the man’s woman who walked out on her own husband and kids. You broke not just our family but another family. You can’t even see the damage you’ve done.

    I realize I regret marrying you. I realize I deserve so much more than a selfish, irresponsible and immature boy.
    I hope you realize one day you had it all but you gave it up. I hope you realize I truly love you.

    The only thing I’m thankful for is our beautiful kids.

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  38. My Biggest Regret is exposing my younger brother to Pornography in Middle School, because I know the addiction I’ve suffered in my life because I was exposed…

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  39. I regret not telling you how much I really loved you, being deterred by the fact I’m a 14 year old boy that got told he was too young to fall in love and was also downright too scared to open up to you, and to find out 4 months later you felt the same way tore me apart. No matter how hard I can try, how much I plea, how many nights I spend crying, the one thing I regret is not telling you I loved you, that I want you so badly that one day, I can curl up next to, kiss you on the forehead and tell you we made it baby, I want you in my life, she makes me happy and that’s all that matters. Breaking our deepest secret that we even had a code name for, almost losing you forever, you’re irreplaceable and no matter how much I try not to, you’re
    Always on my mind, I’d walk through fire for you, you’re not going to see this but I needed to get this out and tell our story, not telling you I loved you was the biggest mistake of my life, I’d lay down my life for you, I hope you know that baby.
    I love you
    Your Boy,
    T

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  40. My biggest regret is letting my guard down. Being lied to really hurts and now im not sure how to let my guard down again. i need help

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  41. I for some stupid reason still struggle to believe this truly has actually friggin happened! Like as if falling in love with someone else is possible when u have so apparently have fallen in love with the fuckin selfish witch who apparwntly was just so innocwntly horny and not trying to completely distroyand rip apart a marriage witha couple who claimed to love till death do us part…nahh…not a fucking all…thats not figgin normal or possible at all!!! How am i ever supposed to explain to the NORMAL GUY who expected a NORMAL explaination and reaction from someone who truly wanted nothing more than to grab his frigging hand and hold it close to the stupid ass tear dropping from my dhmbass face

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  42. I am staring at the words i know he typed and would deny till his death of ever being anywhere near knowing anything about till the time is right for HIM and HER cause thats what it’s all about don’t u know…not about us…that persin or the other…only them…HIM and HER the ones who should never have and yet were nothing but completley innocent. I shouldn’nt have hesitated Aj and I’m so sorry I did…i will live that regret for the rest of my life that I didn’t jump at the opportunity and not hesitate and actually try to do the right thing and be sincere in my love and heart who who i spwnd the rest of my life with…i am sorry…i should’ve just grabbed the chance while i hqd it infront of me flirting it’self in my face…then maybe i wouldn’t feel ike such a stupid foolish idiot to even hold back in my thoughta never mind my actions…i should’ve grabbed my opportunity when I had the chance to even have the chance of smelling the smell of such a successful wonderful man in the prime of his life…never mind the possible.chqnce of.maybe holding him in my arms for even a few.moments of time to even feel just a fraction of what love.could really feel like even if only for a friffin momment or two

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  43. I regret lossin money given to me by my friends and family for a failed business project and lying to the them for years with the false hope that I would recover the money and pay them back. I destroyed the most important relationships in my life and let myself down tremdously, this I regret. I regret being the one that people say is the evil one who destroyed their financial lif e and now want nothing to do with me. I regret not completing my MBA. I regret agreeing with my wife to have an abortion. I regret not taking leadership in ny marriage and following my wife’s hair brain schemes. I regret not taking better care of my Mother and Father. I regret not completly trusting God and wasting a lot of ny life worring about thingw I have no control.

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  44. My biggest regret of my life is my past. I have had more sexual partners than I would like to admit. It hurts my heart knowing I went against what God wanted for me. He never wanted to see me in this much pain or this much hurt. I regret letting guys convince me that they loved me or even liked me if I were to sleep with them. Everything changed once I had sex with certain men. I feel like they viewed me as a object and not as a person. I have felt that way more and more lately. Especially when men see how much in shape I am. I want to find the right man for me but I’m not going to find him using the world’s ways. I need to wait on his timing and be patient. Recently I slept with someone on a first hangout and I had almost two bottles of wine. I don’t remember much from that night but he told me we had sex. I wish I could go back to before that night and not have drank that wine because it was the wine that caused me to do it. I regret letting men change my mind and tell me that they are different or they won’t leave because in the end they always do. I did so much for my last boyfriend. My weekends were dedicated to him as well as days during the week. I wish I would have handled my relationship with him differently. I wish I would have spoken my mind more, I wish I wouldn’t have let him tear me apart. I wish I would have told myself to leave before he left me. I feel like I’m so broken beyond repair. I need to find my way back to God but I feel like he’s so far away. I feel like my past is constantly haunting me. I have to work on forgiving myself before I can let someone else into my life. In conclusion, my biggest regret is letting the wrong people into my heart. Overall, my biggest regret is the amount of regret I feel toward how I’ve been treated in the past. I need to let go of all the pain and hurt.

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  45. I regret taking multiple AP classes. It’s stressing me out to the point where I’m breaking down every night. Even though I might seem like a cheerful person at school, people don’t know that I’ve actually been crying the night before.

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  46. I regret not being the father I should be. I was close to my children but feel I have slipped away. We lived in Ohio and spent many hours of free time together; blissful summers, springs, falls, and winters. I was never happier in my life…then I decided we all move. It changed everything. Bad decision I have regretted for the past five years. I wish I could go back. I still mull it over in my head like I’m still at the crossroads…I love you kids. I am sorry.

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  47. I really feel frustrated sometimes that no matter how hard I try to be a good person or do what I think is the right thing…only to be told or.have those in my life be pissed with me because it’s not with they’re approval or what they think is right. I can’t even go for a nice walk with my kid down the street without my spouce suggesting I am doing something wrong again. My parents and my spouce all have felt the need to have me be in the.position of full control of everything that takes responsibility while.they sit back and claim control when it comes to me and what I might like to do for me…just cause I’d like to distract myself from wanting to sit another minute infront of the tv eating junk I don’t need so that I’m not smoking my brains out trying to get awayfrom the fact that I don’t like my life as it is for.the most part. Lord help me…either I need me a new life or a new life pal

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  48. I regret not saying “I love you, too.” I’m still unsure if she said it to me first since I heard it from a distance and it hasn’t been confirmed. But, I want her to know that I love her more than she could ever imagine. I regret not telling her sooner because I think she’s dating someone now. So, it’s too late. It’s too late…

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    • Thank you for finally saying it. I was the person who said “I love you” once and didn’t hear anything back. It tore up our relationship because I could never believe that he ever loved me after that.

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  49. I regret the fact that my wife thinks I am worthless.. She has a sex addiction, and tho I understand addiction in many ways..I haven’t been a good husband because my self esteem (previously enormous) had been ruined. I don’t like leaving the house. I’m nervous on public and work environments. She’s the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I can’t imagine my life without her in it. No mater what she’s done, no matter what trouble we’ve had and made it through.. I think I treated her so bad when this happened the last couple of times that she’s scared to tell me what’s been going on..she’s holding huge secrets behind my back. I don’t blame her, I’m not a huge fan of myself either. I struggle thru each day to not hurt myself. Recently I have even became violent with her and I don’t want that. She’s the most beautiful and important person in my life besides my son. I would love to be able to get her to see how much I need her and how much I sitll love her. She’s a amazing woman..everyone has issues..I love u beautiful. I regret not being Ur dream man. I will always love you so much.

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  50. I regret the last regret I put on this page. I have done wrong but I loved you dearly. No one has or will ever love you more..but u are a coward. U are not a real woman. U are a cheater a liar and a life ruiner, u tore up our family for something that isn’t even going to last and I hate you for it, I regret ever giving u my heart, I’ll never understand why a married woman would give up love for a couple that will wad u up and throw u away as soon as they finish. U are never going to be in my life again. U will never kiss me touch menor hold me again in your life. I regret everything that happened with you besides my son.

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    • Dude u very possibly could have a couple personalities that aren’t exactly on the same page. Maybe u should talk to ur doc

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  51. I regret cheating on you. Lying to you. I was so selfish and now I am paying the ultimate price. I wish I could take it all back, be different. Now you have someone that appreciates you. You are starting a new life and family with her. I am afraid for our children but I should have thought about that when I made the decision to cheat on you. There is no justification. I can’t wait for my life to end because I’ve hurt you,myself and our children so badly. I really wish there was hope but there isn’t.

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  52. Male, 32, United States
    -I regret smoking cigarettes

    -I regret anytime I followed a trend that wasn’t me

    -I regret all the times i didn’t listen to my intuition

    -I regret not expressing myself more and being too nice

    -I regret reading too many books and possibly not reading enough, lol!

    -I regret staying in college. I should have dropped out during the second or third year or maybe not went at all. I’ve learned so much more on my own. Even though I have degrees I consider myself self-educated and don’t think college helped me much. College is overrated

    -On one hand I regret not having more sexual/romantic experiences but I also am proud that I have been really selective with who I chose to be romantically involved with.

    -I regret anytime I have put quantity over quality

    -I regret not getting in great shape sooner. I have an amazing body now at 32 but I wish I could have had this body at 21 and enjoyed it.

    -I regret thinking too much

    -I regret staying in places that didn’t suit me. I hated living in colorado and should have left sooner. Love where you live!

    -I regret anytime I wasted time

    -I regret bad drug trips. Psychedelics can be a great experience but only do them when you are in a good mood and when you are ready.

    -I regret not getting out of the U.S. and being an expat in possibly japan or france. I think one should leave ones country for a while and I may be leaving soon so I may not end up having this regret.

    -I regret not starting a dream journal and recording all my dreams at a young age.

    -I regret not learning self-defense or boxing at an earlier age. A man should learn how to defend himself and his woman at a young age.

    -I regret caring what people think

    -I regret not trusting myself about people

    -I regret being too spiritually ambitious.

    -I regret taking any job I hated, but I also regret not doing my best when I had jobs I hated. Even If I didn’t like the job If I would have done better work it would have made me feel better about the job in retrospect and better about myself. SO the moral is, if you are in a job you don’t like still try to do your best work until you can get a job you love.

    -I regret allowing postmodern education and certain types of feminists to allow misandry to enter my mind. I do believe colleges today are teaching men to hate themselves and I was a victim of this. One should be proud of being a man and nothing else. Masculinity is beautiful and should not be under attack.

    -I regret anytime i have allowed comparisons with others to take away my joy of living.

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  53. I regret being alone and having no one in my life…divorced almost 20 years. No friends. Often 2-3-4 days in row without a conversation with someone who knows my name. I volunteer (several different organizations) but doesn’t lead to company.

    I regret whatever is wrong w me that I am so alone…and sometimes I regret that I didn’t end it all years ago.

    M 61

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  54. My only regret is that I did not leave you sooner as the fantasy person I fell in love with was in reality a dismal specimen. For quite a while we shared a love and an interest in many things, we enjoyed each other’s company talked for hours but slowly it all fell apart.
    Over the years you became cold and distant allowing anything to distract you,I tried to ignore your many failings as a partner, making excuses to myself hoping you would become loving and caring.
    The persona of the sensitive gentleman you portrayed in public was far removed from the spiteful misery you were in private.
    You hit on any female with a pulse in a revolting display that was as equally embarrassing as it was insulting to me, they were oblivious as you could not even womanise properly. The joke was also that none of their partners saw you as threat but that didn’t register in your egotistical brain.
    You finally found someone to respond to your tawdry advances and with every indescrete text I heard you tap followed by the ping that meant a response, my soul began to disintegrate. Every morning you turned to your mobile telephone instead of me, illuminating your scheming face but I knew what was going on as you weren’t even subtle.
    I walked out you didn’t stop me, never fought for us. I didn’t hear from your family and friends because you just wove a web of deceit and lies about me to garner sympathy, thank you for destroying sixteen years.

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  55. I regret not having another child, but what I regret most about that is not listening to my instincts…and taking the advice of everyone else. When I look back on my life, that has lead to my biggest regrets, when I sought advice or validation from other people, and used that as a benchmark to make my decision I wish I had made the decision to pursue my dream of adopting, having a positive attitude about it and not relying on other people’s advice, negative comments or fears.

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  56. I regret not leaving two years ago, actually I regret I married you. I knew it wasn’t right. I knew everything felt wrong, but I went through with it. I’m angry that I allowed myself to think this was all I deserved. I’m glad we didn’t have children, but I’m angry that I wasted my time. I wish I could have realized sooner that we didn’t bring out the best in each other. I always knew something was missing. I feel free.

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  57. I regret not letting my best friend know that I love him. We kissed one night and he moved abroad. I should have kissed him goodbye because I never know what is going to happen to him (he is in the military). We are still friends but I don’t feel like I can tell him when he won’t be home for at least two years.

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  58. I regret staying alive. I know it sounds morbid, but the past 15 years of my life have been horrible. My 30th birthday is this year and I don’t plan on seeing that day arrive. I really can’t imagine living this life anymore. The pain must end this year.

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  59. My biggest regret is the time I spent in a poly relationship. I watched my husband fall madly in love with another woman. I sacrificed my values to make him happy, all while being miserable. Some days I still consider suicide. The poly relationship is over and I’m still married. I don’t want to be married to him anymore. I love him, but I’m no longer in love with him. I don’t know how to end our marriage. I’m so miserable and alone. 38 F

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  60. I regret my giving my my ex power over my thoughts and allowing his ongoing poor choices to affect me the way it did for so long. We divorced 10 years ago and I just stopped speaking to him and finally stopped trying co-parent or compromising on any level 6 months ago. I feel the happiest and my lightest in years.

    We had 3 kids and I tried to keep things as normal as possible which was a big mistake. Everyone tells you to work it out the best you can for the kids, the courts want you to co-parent. But in the end, for us, trying so hard wasted so much of my time …all while the kids were growing up .

    Our oldest does not go to visit her father anymore. She is doing better since she stopped, but there is still residual effects of those interactions and we had to restore our relationship as her father tried to turn her away from me completely. That was the final straw when I got that keeping their dad in my life in any way was not healthy.

    I can’t help but wonder if I had managed my hurt and thoughts better earlier on (not worried about money or wanting dad to be consistent and wanting him to be a part of their lives) and been a better role model of calm, maybe she wouldn’t be struggling with anxiety. The family I envisioned didn’t happen. I regret that a lack of money (I was stay at home mom with no savings or retirement when I returned to workforce and then divorced, inconsistent to no to little child support through the years) affected my ability to be more present and acknowledge what we did have…..each other. We had fun but there was always something going in the background. I wish I was happier and more aware earlier and had found a way to peace before the kids were teenagers cause now I feel alone and disconnected at times. The empty nest syndrome is real.

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  61. I regret not getting in the ambulance with you and then the helicopter that swooped you across the desert. I regret that I didn’t know your name and tried to find you by calling every hospital for months. I regret that nine months later when I did meet you for the first time, alive, not bleeding in pieces lying half naked on barbed wire with my shirt as a tourniquet, that I didn’t hug and kiss you and let all those tears fall down. I regret that we never let each other fall in love. That we only became close in a way that no one else could understand. I regret I couldn’t hold your hand as you flatlined repeatedly, had multiple surgeries, and recovered for months. I am not unhappy with how my life has gone but I regret the day the butterfly went by your moms window assuring her you were safe, that I wasn’t able to be there to tell her I saved you and promise you’d be okay. Promise her I had held your hands and begged you to stay with me while I worked the little first aid and CPR I knew. I didn’t know you. I was just driving past in a car when you crashed into that fence on that tight turn. I held your hands, I was covered in blood and cut my ribs lying on the barbed wire, I prayed but only the doctors could fix you. I regret not staying with you as they lifted you from the sand and into the ambulance. I regret not seeing you everyday. I regret not carrying you in my arms all the way to the hospital myself. Most of all I regret not talking to you in two years now. You were my greatest gift and I only had you in my arms for that one moment in your life, one life changing moment.

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  62. She walked out 5 months ago on our marriage for another man. It is so hard to get over all this. I wake up every day missing her. It’s hard not seeing her and my son every day. I know she has made some huge mistakes. I just wonder if she ever comes back, will life be the same? And will I really want her back?

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  63. I regret allowing my bff to dictate what I should and shouldn’t do in my own life. I had several boyfriends in high school. She didn’t date much. So she told me to dump all of mine for various negligible reasons. I tried to fix her up with cute guys but she made fun of them all and caused friction in my relationships in the process. One she encouraged me to break up with I really cared a lot for. He was handsome, sweet and really cared for me too. She undermined that relationship until I ended up reluctantly breaking it off. She encouraged me to do drugs, drink underage, smoke and sleep with too many boys. Meanwhile she was trashing me to everyone who would listen to her. We stayed friends with her continuing to try to use her mind games as a wrecking ball trying to make me doubt myself and make even more poor choices. I know I should have used my voice but I was scared of losing her ‘friendship,’ fast forward many years later, I am happily married and have an amazing, successful son, a beautiful home, a great job and a nice, comfortable life. She still lives at her childhood home where she grew up with her brother. Her mother, sadly passed away recently. She has no job, can’t drive a car due to health issues, no boyfriend, never married, no kids and is unemployed. The only real true friend she had was ME and I was there for her for a long time and helped her out a lot. But she continued to cut me and my family down criticizing my beautiful home when she lives in a decrepit hoard house. She made fun of my body when she knows how sensitive I am about that. She starts fights with MY family members including my husband and gives me horrible verbal assaults under the guise of trying to give me advice (UNSOLICITED ADVICE OF COURSE). I finally got the courage to cut her off for good. NOW she is hinting that she may kill herself. I just can’t win here. HAS ANYONE ELSE EVER HAD A TOXIC FRIEND? Help!

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    • Dear BFF regretter, I tolerated my bf for too many years,
      I was in the dark as to why women I met would ask odd questions
      while they faded away from me. Turns out he was and is a cock blocker.
      After my bff cousin slept with my then wife and after bff #2 was a stealth
      cock blocker, I no longer have any male friends.

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  64. I regret throwing away my college soccer scholarship. I signed the papers and the summer before I was suppose to leave I called the coach and told him I couldn’t go accept the soccer scholarship. I let the pressure get to me. I got caught into feeling like no matter how hard I trained I would never be good enough for anyone. Countless nights would end in tears from the frustration of it all that I forgot why I loved to play so much. Now after taking a year off I wish I could take it all back.

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  65. I regret not talking to a friend I had for many years. When I retired my money situation was bad and I had no way of going to dinners any more and I didn’t want her to know how ugly I found my life. After working for 50 years I had very little. Not married I gave time and money to my so called family. I was embarrassed to say I was just sitting in my apartment doing nothing. How do I say that to someone who travels, has grandchildren and other activities. I look like a dolt. I have no conversation even to offer except what I see on tv. How long can that last. I think sometimes to reach out to her but change my mind.

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  66. I still wonder y u would never really talk to me…like u do so many others…y couldn’t we even just b friends if u werent truly attracted to me anymore..or were in a relationship u were confident in…i simply just still dont understand y u want nothing to do with me at all when u know i care so much and thought so highly of u….y do u insist on hurting me so much when all i wanted more than anything was to love u respect u and b someone who to be close to u dispite the fact that i wasnt in ur league relationship wise..y does this still friggin hurt even! Sully u can pretend to tolerate me nicely all u like but u very obviously hate me and i never did anything wrong for u to feel that way. This is just fucin stupid!

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  67. I regret everything i said to everyone in high school. I was stupid and i didnt realize i waa just like them. No, that isn’t true. I’m less than they are. I am alone without a single “friend”. I regret not staying in touch. I regret being an asshole. Most of all….i regret that they forgave me. They’re all too nice to me now….i feel so guilty. I regret how mean i was. I deserve this; the lonliness and abandonment.

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  68. I regret letting my boyfriend touch my leg in class when I knew it was probably not the right place and right time to do it. I regret not telling him to stop going so high the whole class, including the teacher could basically see my underwear and see how he was caressing/fondling me

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  69. I regret having sexual relations with my friend’s crush 3 years ago. He was still crushing on her at the time but it was unclear on how bad it was until after. She is now dating my other friend and neither of them know that this happened.

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  70. As a result of falling victim to my “male friends” and bff male cousin screwing
    my then wife, I put my golden rule in place.
    No more male “friends’, including male relatives.
    PS also eliminates pesky “male friend” cock blockers.

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  71. I regret keeping my mouth shut
    during all the times where i was asked if i was mad at you for being with another girl
    and i said i was not bothered when in all reality
    i was so jelly of the fact i could no longer call you mine

    i regret the times where you asked me if it was alright if you moved on,
    i said yea, i am alright when in all reality i was not
    but the reason i said that is because
    i wanted you to be happy
    i did not want to be a person who held you back

    I feel like you are the one but i regret being quiet
    but then again would it make a difference if i was not?
    but now you dispise me because of facts i used about a girl that does not realize
    love is not a game
    she is a S. I wont say the word but it is true
    i regret apologising to her
    all her response was….”ok” and then i realized, i was not really sorry
    because it was true
    you just did not want to believe it
    and i understood

    but i think what especially made me fall for you is the fact we were like bro and sis or besties after
    now i wonder do you really mean every word or thing you said?
    i asked you
    you said yes
    was it even real?
    i do not even know

    i say i want you back as a brother
    then it turns into i want you as mine
    i loved hearing all these things you did because of the adorable crush you had on me
    at first i was not into it
    but then i fell for you

    but what am i supposed to do
    if no matter what i do to try to get you out of my head
    i am reminded of you?
    i see you in your best friends
    and when i hear stories about stuff you do i sit there and laugh because it sounds just like you

    problem is
    i think she is changing you
    not for the better
    you’re doing something unhealthy
    you wont give up on her although every single time. she continues to cheat.
    i even see it.
    and i trusted her with your heart
    and i heard you’re in pain
    because she left you
    oh how i wished i could message you
    but then again
    i did not want to make it worse for you

    a friend told me that you would realize what you’re doing if you found out i hurt myself over you
    i told you at the wrong time
    i knew it was wrong because you did not care
    i asked a friend if they could ask you if you missed me
    you said no

    no matter what i do
    or how hard i try
    you find your way back into my mind
    i love when you smile i see those dimples making me love it even more
    you were always there for me
    i love your eyes, they are so beautiful,
    but i still wonder
    why wont you get out of my mind
    if you dispise me just because i told the truth about her

    i sometimes go back in time, and remember all the good memories
    of us smiling and laughing
    and all the jokes
    and i hear things that i never knew happened that involved me, and it makes me smile
    but then i realizze those times are history
    i do not want to be one of those crazy exs that wont leave you alone
    im not sorry for what i said to her
    but i am sorry for not being there when you needed me most and you didnt want me there

    but
    one question remains
    was it all real?
    the love?
    what you said?
    and other questions swirl in the air around
    does she know the color of your eyes?
    does she even take the time to look at them?
    if we ever become friends or together again,
    i promise to look into your eyes every time i see you
    so i can fall hopelessly for you
    and get lost in your beautiful eyes
    i do not care how the adventure ends
    as long as i am with you

    what am i supposed to do…?

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  72. I regret putting my own feelings first and sleeping with your ex even tho it was over 4 years ago and we are still freinds I’ve never forgiven myself for breaking your heart i regret the fact that were not as close as we were growing up and my own thoughts and feeling’s have let me distance myself from you out of fear of hate or rejection i love you so much threw everything we stuck together and laughed like 2 best freinds should… i regret the fact that i let it consume my next relationship and always had fears of her cheating with you or another friend out of some karmic response that i couldn’t just relax and let things be happy i lost the girl i love the one girl i think i will always love no matter how much time passes.
    but i feel like i deserve it.
    The one thing i don’t regret is smiling at how head strong and determined you have become❤

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  73. People always say to “live without regrets” but regrets are all I can ever think about. growing up I constantly excluded, embarrassed and made fun one of the most important people in my life.. my brother. (who happens to be a year and half younger than me.)
    I love my brother but when we were younger, i didn’t know how to show it in the right way. It wasn’t until I got older and more mature that I realized I had messed up and possibly messed up my brother life. I take responsibility for him doing too many drugs, not graduating and a few other things. I try to be there for him now but it’s too late, he needed me back then, not now. I never wanted to emotionally hurt my brother, let a lone physically hurt him but it was the way I went about it..
    I would beat him down hoping it would motivate him but most of the time it just kept him down. But what was the worst thing that I had done was the constant exclusion. Idk if it was because I would get jealous of him having the same friends as me or just that I didn’t wanna be around him, neither of those are a good excuse for excluding anyone.. It’s one of the worst feelings in the world not to be included with others
    Anyway long story short he started hanging out with the wrong crowd. All his friends were losers and I always told him to get better friends but the main reason why he never had good friends was because of ME! Greatest big brother anyone could ever ask for right? The guy has the same hair, face, height, talk as me! We were more like twins that just brothers and I was never there for him..He had my back more than I ever had his. If you have anyone you truly love in your life.. Whether it’s your mom, dad, sister, even your friends. Support them, it makes you feel better and especially the one it’s towards. M20
    P.S I’d give my life for you little bro and one day I will prove to you,
    I’m a good big brother

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  74. As I was watching videos on my Facebook newsfeed of the Orlando shooting funerals they stuck my heartstrings to hear those mothers crying and saying farewell to their sons. It got me thinking of my upbringing and thinking back to funerals I had attended, and those I did not.

    I can’t bring myself to attend funerals. It’s too painful. I know it’s part of life, but I can’t do it.

    I vaguely remember attending my great grandmothers funeral, some distant relatives funerals as well as a kid. I was a kid, I knew someone had passed, but mentally I didn’t quite comprehend the impact on their family. As an early teen I attended the most heartbreaking funeral, not from the grieving, but from the military aspect of it. The heart wrenching lonely mournful sound of the bugler playing Taps, the flag draped over the coffin, the guards of honor firing volley shots was the breaking point for me.

    I told myself that this would be the last funeral I would attend, and it was for many years. As is life, death came knocking a few years later. The first, a long few months watching my grandfather, the patriarch of the family, dwindle due to heart problems and defeated and visibly heartbroken of having his children and grandchildren care for him. My grandfather was my father figure as my dad was not there for us much, and many many people in town respected him. The day he passed, my mom called to break the news, I could hear the pain in her voice, I could hear my aunt wailing in the background. My grandmother for days sat quietly, staring blankly, a shell of the woman she was. I knew they were not strong enough to handle everything, without being asked, I knew what needed to be done. I moved in with my grandmother to assist wherever needed and to force her to get out of bed, to eat, to be there when she finally broke down.

    A year later, my uncle passed. This one hit me hard. My u clue had had open heart surgery a few years prior and had to continually visit the Dr. The summer I graduated I ran into him at the mall while shopping for an upcoming trip. I asked what he was up to, he said he had gone to see the Dr because he wasn’t feeling well. He asked me not to tell the family because he didn’t want to alarm them. A few days later I am in the middle of my trip with my paternal grandmother visiting family on the west coast, the phone rings, I am at a friends house, I hear her sniffle, my heart skips a beat and she breaks the news to me. I head back to pack my bags to go back to Texas, my paternal grandmother can’t fly, so we’re forced to take the Greyhound bus back. When we finally get into town I missed the wake, I missed the mass, my mom and stepdad come to pick us up as everyone heads to the cemetery. I’ve managed to weep silently only allowing short whimpers under my breath as tears fall from my face. We get there and everyone at the burial makes way for me and my mom to join the family at the front, and the minute I saw his coffin, I break down. I start crying uncontrollably, trying to say my goodbyes but all I can do is stare at his children and widow and sobbingly cry “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I knew and he asked me not to say. It’s my fault” I start hyperventilating and give myself an asthma attack, I start seeing black spots appear in front of me, then more and more faster and faster, I passed out crying on my moms shoulder and my stepdad and mom have to hold me up until I could regain my composure. I go to the truck, I can’t handle it. After everyone clears out, it’s just my family there, I ask for a moment alone since I did not get to say my goodbyes. I sat there exhausted from travel, weak from all the emotions, and mentally picture all my memories of my uncle, I can still hear his infectious laugh, I remember his beautiful singing voice, his driving by randomly as a kid and bring me and my siblings bags of candy.

    When we leave I ask my family not to ask or force me to attend any further funerals. My close 28yr old cousin on my paternal side of the family passed away a few years later, the family is upset and think it’s disrespectful that I did not attend the funeral. A couple years ago my paternal grandmother passed away. I made myself sick from thinking of having to attend another funeral. It was my grandmother, I know I need to attend. Even trying to book the flight from Vegas to Texas was painful, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I called, text, Facebook PM family members to express my condolences and apologies. Some understood, some were indifferent, others hung up or replied with expletives. I have not spoken to my father since.

    Am I, was I, is it wrong to not attend funerals for family members? Do I regret my decisions? I don’t know. Is that wrong?

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  75. I regret going against my values. I regret falling in love with her. I regret having a first love before marriage. I regret putting both of us through what we went through. I regret trusting that she wouldn’t leave me. I regret loving her more than she loved me. I regret not telling our parents about each other. I regret giving her my first kiss, my innocence. I regret every sin I committed with her. I regret giving her my soul. I regret getting into love’s vicious cycle. I regret giving her my all. I regret letting her let me go. I regret staying with her after she gave me reasons to leave. I regret throwing away all my morals and values for her. I regret being so easy going. I regret not bringing us closer to God. I regret all the lust I felt. I was searching for love. I thought I was ready, she told me to be patient. I wanted to marry her, she said she weren’t ready. I remained patient. My intentions were pure. I wanted to please Allah, but I let Him go for her. I had a plan, she didn’t like planning things. She said whatever happens happens, as if she was someone I’d simply let go easily. As if our destiny as two lovers wasn’t within our hands. My love for her was a choice,not a feeling, and I stuck by that. She broke me. I’m filled with immense regret. I believe in marriage, for its stability, for its truth, for God. I put myself in the most unstable, false and sinful position. God I’m sorry. I lied to myself thinking it was real. The only thing that was real was the pain, anxiety and heartbreak because of it all. I lost you, but found God. The hardest person to forgive is myself. Allah forgive me, I failed this test. But I have polished and cleansed my soul after it. I apologize to my future wife for my acts, hope you forgive me.

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  76. Female, 25

    I regret marrying you so young, because I regret that you are still the only sexual partner I’ve had. I regret for you that I am also the only partner you’ve had. In the 10 years of our togetherness, you’ve always been my best friend. I’ve loved you quite intensely, you gave me everything I thought I needed, you helped me grow into a strong and successful woman. You helped me grow so tall I don’t need you anymore. But somehow, as it turns out, you need me more than ever. I don’t regret that I got cold feet about breaking up with you before we were married. I’m glad I stuck it out, we both gained from that. A learning experience. What I regret now is not sticking to my guns when I tried to leave you earlier this year. I let you convince me to stay. I am still here and things are happier somehow. But I have that dark nagging cloud over my head saying “Get the F out already!” You are a good man, through and through. We are all only human. But now I regret every day that I stay, knowing how simply unhappy I feel around you. I think this situation has turned me from the good wife to the monster. I yell, I break things, I’m nasty to you. I regret all of that, but even though I love you, inevitably, you are the man standing in the way and keeping me down.
    Eternally yours

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    • It sounds like you are about to make a mistake that will leave you with another regret in the future. Numbers of sexual partners has to be the WORST reason to get divorced I have ever heard of. Stop blaming him or your marriage for your poor behavior. If you want to stop being a monster, then stop being a monster. Don’t yell, don’t break things, don’t be nasty. If you can’t manage this on your own, get therapy. Good reasons to get divorced are all but limited to Abuse, Addiction, and Adultery. Being bored and wanting more sexual adventure are not good reasons. These are growing pains of becoming an adult.

      F/40

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  77. I regret allowing my heart to be stomped on so many times. It’s amazing how I can’t get over her. I’m trying so hard to move on, but I can’t. It’s obvious that I don’t mean anything to her. I just stroke her ego. I see this and much more, but I still can’t let her go. Lol it’s unbelievable, really. I’m in disbelief because I wasted so much time and energy on someone who won’t love me back. She won’t love me back. Damn.

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    • i know the feeling. loving someone who doesn’t love me back is apparently “The THING”for me to do. no matter how confident I am about a person’s intentions/heart… I always end up coming to the realization that I am only blinded by my own fantasies of what I would like to believe.
      i think it might just be more realistic to not bother hoping for anything true about love

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  78. Hi,
    I regret keeping my 3 substance slips secret from my spouse, daughter, and the 12 step program i sometimes attend. I have changed the behavior, but still feel guilty for not telling them. Im not going to get into everything, but there are negative consequences to revealing this and i would rather just keep it to myself and get over the guilt, which is now accompanied by anxiety, because i fixated so much on the importance of it. I just want to realize that the past is not important and that what im doing right now is the most significant thing in my life and just because ive had a few slips it doesnt mean i turned my back on recovering from addiction. Im not a liar or a fake even though i truly feel like one.

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  79. Dear regret marrying so young.
    You are the kind of woman that despises a good husband,
    do him a favor, get away from him pronto and start on #2.
    You used him, now you blame him.

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  80. My biggest regret… I worked hard to get into college, not doing the sort of fun things that many of my classmates enjoyed. I met my first girlfriend in high school, and when I went to college we stayed together. In college, I worked hard to learn and become one of the best in my major, again eschewing things like parties and drink. I got into grad school and again worked hard, and after a year I married my girlfriend of eight years. I should have graduated with a Masters, but I was unfairly run out of school, which led to a nervous breakdown, which led to my wife ditching me like a rat from a sinking ship. She didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me that she no longer wanted me until I forced it out of her, and I ended up paying for the divorce. I tried to go back to work, and even met another woman whom I married, but in the end I couldn’t hold down anything and ended up in debt, divorced, and on disability, apparently permanently. I’m sad, angry, and alone, and I wonder what all of it was for. If I were to do it over again I would have gone to a trade school to become a mechanic, I would have drank copious amounts of alcohol, and I would have chased after every dirty woman I could find. I aimed for the stars, but I was permanently burned when I fell back to earth. I should have never aimed high, for I’ve learned that dreams are only a source of hurt and disappointment.

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  81. I regret never having had a childhood friend. Back when I was a kid, I didn’t even want friends, I was happy living in my own world. Now as a young adult, I realize that most people are no longer having “childhood friendships” anymore, you know the kind where you share magic and wonder and carefree times, and that there is priceless value to that. People are so wrapped up in worldly concerns and so busy that they don’t have time for that–plus many are looking to start their OWN families already.

    Whenever someone shares pictures of them and their friends in the schoolyard playing together from when they were a kid, a little piece (or sometimes a big piece) of my heart feels like it’s being torn out of me. I don’t know how I will ever fix this.

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  82. i regret doing it.

    i never thought that there will come a time that i will need to kill someone.. someone that i haven’t met but i know will love in the future if i just met this person.
    i know i will love this person more than my life. more than anything. i will for sure give him everything i have and everything i can. but right now. at this moment … today. i am a selfish person that only think about myself.
    i want to blame his dad. but i can’t because in the first place i shouldn’t have sex with him when we’re not even in a relationship. when he doesn’t even love me. when he just want to have sex thats why we did it. and now. my first baby,, i won’t see my first child. won’t even know what he will looks like. will he be a boy or girl? will he have my small asian eyes? his dads pointed nose or my small nose? i will never ever know because i will choose not too.
    its not my first mistake with his dad. i met his dad in my work. i weren’t that close friends till after few months I’ve
    been working there. i had my boyfriend away from me, daddy had a problem with his girlfriend and another girl she likes, i was there to listen and give him advise while i was drunk. yes! i was drunk and saying stupid but sensefull things. “you need to be sure before you do something” thats what i keep telling him, never knew i will tell that to myself now. we got close to each other telling our problems to each other. closeness that leads to more deeper. he has a girlfriend , they were okay. i have a boyfriend far from me. we got drunk and i need to go home. he offered me his place and plan was he will go to his girlfriends place while i can stay on his room. but when i was about to sleep. they had a fight and ends up i see him changing pyjama.i was surprised!. i asked whats happening .. he said he sleep there with me. i wasn’t thinking of anything. but. i hugged him. maybe i felt alone and was looking for my boyfriend. whatever my reason is. it was stupid. but i know i liked him a bit. while I’m hugging him i opened my eyes and his lips was near mine, he looked at me and kissed me. i wanted to stop. but i think i really didn’t want to. i kissed him back. we both know what we are doing is wrong. but we continued and had sex. and happened a couple of times. my boyfriend came back for me. he stayed with me. i stopped seeing daddy to have sex. but we work on the same place but we remain friends and decided to stop whatever we are doing. weeks after me and my boyfriend had problems and we broke up. he broke up with me and i started crying and needed someone to talk to. and daddy is person i can talk to. few weeks after.. thought we’re okay, we drank just one beer so i can’t blame alcohol for that, he asked me if i feel the same. i didn’t answer so that just means yes. i told him I’m going to the toilet. which i really meant. but he misread it and followed me and had sex with him. its started again. we had sex at work going the blind spot were cctv can’t catch. we had sex in a friends house while friends are sleeping near us. it stopped for so long. he broke up with his girlfriend.but I’ve
    already stopped myself from liking him.after we had a fight about some trust issues friends. our friendship started to go down.. but a month ago i moved to my room. he needed to get something from me and he took it from my place. we talked. he was lying beside me on my bed. he touched my legs. i wasn’t thinking that he wanted to do it, thought he just accidentally touch me. but it went higher and closer. he looked at me and asked. “why its always me that should start?” then he kissed me and had sex. the most hurtful word i heard from him after sex is “you know we’re getting better. i just want to do this, i hope you don’t mind” i felt like a slut that he just used when he needs to. and for the record. he didn’t want to go back to his girlfriend and asked me to help him not to let him go back if in case he’s having 2nd thought. i gave up. and started telling myself. enough! its too much. love yourself. respect yourself. that will be the last one. but never thought it would really be the last. he came inside me so i took the morning after pill. month after. while working i got dizzy and felt nauseated , i felt tired for no reason. getting mad on small things. i knew theres something wrong, i messaged daddy about what happened and told me to do test, i did. and its positive. he told me to abort it, at first i didn’t want to. but i can’t. i can’t keep my baby. i know i won’t forget this and won’t forgive myself.
    same month. i started seeing my ex and we were getting better too. we are okay. but now that this happened.i don’t know how i can’t look at him . i will lie to him for the second time. no one knows what happen, just mommy daddy and the healthcare person. no one. i am sorry baby. i hope you’ll still be the baby that will have when mommy is ready.

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  83. I regret how my friendship ended with one of my friends. We were so close and one day she thought I was lying. After a while, I couldn’t talk to any of my friends anymore. I changed tables at lunch. I made new friends. I couldn’t understand what had happened. I found out half of my old friends really actually hated me. I cried for days. I drifted apart from those who still loved me and I feel awful about how I ignored them. They were there and I couldn’t get the guts to talk to them. I just had to leave. A lot of stuff had happened and I just could not face them. My new friends are the best people ever but I will always regret everything. This entire year.

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  84. mom i’m sorry i lied, its just… how do i tell you that i left with him and i was drunk when i lost my virginity. how do i tell you that i don’t even know his name? how do i tell you that i charmed strangers into buying me drinks and told them lies like “of course i won’t run as soon as you get me 4 shots of Hennessy” how do i tell you that i got so high i kissed a star. i’m not being poetic, i really did, he was one of the artists there. how do i tell you that i cant take anymore morning afters this year? so i won’t… but i’m sure you know, know somethings…..i mean you must…..surely you’ve noticed how the wine dwindles when i’m there and when i called you that night, you must have known i was blown and when you asked me where i was and i said i was on my way…you knew i was in a car i shouldn’t be in..come on you must have known…..

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    • This seems sort of like a cry for help in a way, like you know you might have a problem but do not want to stop or ask for help. I struggle with some of theses same things. Addiction and alcoholism are not a joke. I drink when I am lonely, I have a lot of regret when it comes to my sexual partners, and I have had to let go of some people I loved because I finally accepted the fact that they were not good for me. I want to tell you though, one thing I have learned throughout my college years is this, “There is not a drug on Earth that can make life meaningful.” Just take a minute to think about that please.

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  85. I regret leaving my husband for another woman. I really want to go back to my husband so that my kids can feel whole again and that I can have a sense of family again. I feel terrible and guilty for doing this to my family. I married the other woman, so it’s not that easy to go back to my husband and kids, because now I would be hurting another person. Not to mention, I would feel so embarrassed because my extended family, friends and community all know that I left my husband for a woman…and now I would be going back? I’m not sure what to do. I love this woman more than I ever loved my husband, but at the same time, I want my husband and family back because I feel bad for what I’ve done. All the things I used to angry about with him, I realize that I have new issues in my new marriage with her, and the grass isn’t greener on the other side. I’m a regular person with a great job in a wealthy town, and sometimes I can’t even believe what I’ve done. I’m confused about what to do and I regret ever messing it all up.

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    • If you followed your heart maybe is the right choice honey. Do you love your husband or you love the ideia of it? You have to take time alone to think about what you want truly! You already know the right answer is already inside you, all you have to do is find it. Good luck honey and lots of love for you.

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  86. So many regrets. So damn many.

    I regret letting you, damn sonofabitch, bully me for so many years, even after I had a growth spurt making me taller and stronger and tougher than you. I hated the conflict, though. That established a pattern: never try your best, never be competitive, never defend yourself. You’ll just make yourself look stupid and you’ll have to deal with the fucking CONFLICT. I’ve let anyone who wants just run over me. Easier to be a loser than to have to defend hard fought gains to someone who promises to make life difficult.

    I regret all the women I gave up on: Tammy, Sharie, Leigh, Cindy, Stacy, Roxanne…you loved me, I loved you. But I figured I’d lose you anyway in a humiliating manner to guys who were confident and would provide for you so much better than I could. I think of each of you often, day after day, year after year. I still love you all and I am so sorry for not giving each of you the chance to just be who you are…if you left me, you left me. I’m sorry I took that choice away.

    I regret marrying the woman I’ve been with for 26 years. I was never in love with you, but you needed me. You and your son needed me. I wasn’t ready to be a daddy. I had a job that was going to move me far away at any time, I told you this, I told you I did not want anything serious…and you cried. You were 19, you had no discernible skills to support you and your infant son, your soon-to-be ex-husband was physically abusive, you said you’d go where I went. I knew that you couldn’t be serious about this after knowing me an entire five hours. What kind of sorry bastard would I be to leave you in a lurch? I stayed with you and as soon as you knew I wasn’t going anywhere, you unleashed the anger. Well-deserved anger at the abuse you faced from family and babysitters (if I ever get their name, she and her son will go to prison if they are still alive and if they aren’t already there), the so-called man-boy who impregnated you when you were 15 and ran away to his mommy’s house, the “father” who could be as much as a non-participant in family-life by blaming everything on Vietnam and past abuses…you deserved to be angry. But you took it out on me. You still take it out on me. I haven’t done anything right for you for the past 26 years. You knew you weren’t much of a catch so you quit taking your birth control…you knew I wouldn’t leave. I married you and hoped that I would eventually feel love toward you. I do love you…as the mother of my children (our oldest one is mine too and he has no desire to locate his biological father; I totally love him as my own, but he deserved someone better prepared to be a dad). When the time to move came…typical. You refused to move. Well, you did, but you made the whole thing impossible to work out. So I gave up my dream job for a $6.00/hour job back home and you had the nerve to gripe about how little money we had.
    Not a whole lot has changed. You insist on having your way on everything. You sacrifice nothing. You quit jobs because you don’t like your bosses. And you leave me hanging trying to pay for all the shit you insisted we needed and then you had to go to doctors constantly to help you with your anxiety, your migraines, your depression. You made me lose another job. You made it difficult to hold on to other jobs as you couldn’t, and can’t, do anything for yourself. Everything is my responsibility. You don’t cook, shop, you never make friends, I have to stop my work to take care of whatever the crisis of the week is, which gets mentioned everytime in my performance evaluations, meaning I don’t get raises, and yet you tell me that’s my fault. I guess it is, but would I be doing that bullshit if you weren’t around? Had I stuck with one of the women that I dumped out of fear that they’d dump me first?
    I’m sorry, honey. I do love you. We’ve been through a lot together, though you’re the primary reason why things have been so crazy. But you are my greatest regret. If I could go back in time, I’d find something, ANYTHING to do when you and your cousin and her husband (my co-worker) were pushing and pushing and pushing me to take you on a date. I had a feeling it would not turn out well. Except for my sons and grandchildren, it did not turn out well. If I were to dump you now, you would have no way to take care of yourself. That means you’d throw yourself on the mercy of my sons and I cannot allow that to happen.
    My last regret, is allowing myself to get sucked into conservative, fundamentalist Christianity over and over again. Honestly that is my greatest regret of all. I’m a fucked up mess now because I tried so hard to “Let Jesus take the wheel”, “let God be my pilot”, “do not trust in myself; wait for the lord to tell me what to do.” Yeah, I’d give anything to have a do-over with that.

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  87. I pretend to be a good person so that I can cheat people out of money. I use other peoples money “OPM” so that I won’t have to use my own money. I don’t believe in karma so I can believe that I can get away with anything I do to other people. I pretend to be an expert about relationships but become easily enraged at people for no good reason.

    I blame my parents for my dysfunction because my mother abandoned me and my father used me as his wife. I left home and worked as a pornstar in Tiajuana Mexico. I am so worried that the people I have cheated will get revenge that I can not even sleep at night. I am so difficult to get along with that I had to make my own dating website where I can date many different men. I treat men so badly that I had to have a married man impregnate me while his wife was out of town. We still have affairs ever time he can get away from his wife. Then he divorced his wife and I wanted nothing to do with him… Law of Attraction Right? I threw him in jail, and now if everyone finds out… I’m so screwed.

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  88. then make it better. First get a job or so, that’s a good job, and try to start paying the people back. Now the guy and his wife, you should go up to them and make sure they know, they are married correct? when they had their wedding, they confirmed vows and i do’s meaning they made promises, and it is best if you make sure she knows, and if you wanted to have kids, maybe adopt, or try talking to your partner about what you are doing wrong, and see what you can do to make it better, depending on what it is

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  89. i wish i knew why i was born…was it really just to give birth to great kid who will probably end up feeling the same way i do right now? used and taken for granted until he has nothing left worth offering that is possibly slightly more valuable than what someone else they like better has worth sharing?
    i really was blind when i thought most people had compassion within their hearts…or at least the one’s i considered family had. aside from my son i see now that i am a dying breed…along with the cold deathly…im only along for the free sex and popcorn response from my loving wonderful husband on our 25th anniversary…it’s one thing to use someone…it’s entirely another to completely drain them of any kind of positive-ness in life.
    i would’ve been better off with a pet rock

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  90. I regret confessing to my boyfriend about my past three-some with my closest friends. Now my boyfriend does not want to hang out with those friends. What do I do.

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  91. I regret not loving my own life as much as I should and not appreciating the many blessings within it. Everyday I struggle with being jealous of my friends’ lives because they have what I want; they’re happy and in love with great guys who would do anything for them. Don’t get me wrong, I am extremely happy for them but I just feel lost and left behind. Because of this I slowly feel myself growing apart from my friends since we are at different stages in life, and I am becoming lonely and depressed. I’m trying SO hard to be happy with my life, but it’s just so hard.

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    • Take this time to focus on yourself. Find a hobby to keep your mind off of things. I’ve gone through this as well and have finally overcome it.
      Best thing to do is not compare your life with others. On the outside it might SEEM like your friends are “perfect,” but behind the scenes they might have it worse than you. Now that you had admitted that you don’t appreciate your life, it’s not too late to change that! Take your life day by day. Look over at your closest friends/family members. Spend time with them & think about yourself. What do you want? What are your goals? What is it that you don’t like about your life?

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  92. I regret getting married.

    I am a “playboy”, a “bad boy”, a womanizer. I should never marry my wife, but somehow I thought it was a good idea at the time. I have been keeping a double life before and during my marriage, I have cheated on her countless times, mostly out of spite. Whenever she does something that hurts me (and that happens often) I make a remark on the back on my head to cheat on her.

    But I also cheat on her because I can. Whenever I have a business trip I will plan some “fun”. Never with “professionals”, though. I am not that old nor that ugly yet.

    On the outside everybody thinks I have a dream life. We have been married for almost ten years, have some properties…live seems good…and recently I have compounded my error by getting her pregnant. It was her dream, after marrying me, so I made it come true.

    Everybody is so happy…but me, of course…well, except for the time I am cheating on her. But as I get older I get more responsibilities and it gets harder to get away with cheating. There have been times when I have cancelled “sure things” because of the increased risk.

    I wish I could divorce her, but I know she would destroy my life, specially now that I am to be a father. There is simply too much invested and I feel too old to having to reinvent myself.

    I would never hurt her willingly, but sometimes I fantasize with her dying on childbirth, or in an accident. I also fantasize with the idea of killing myself. Other times I dream about me never meeting her. I am not made for marriage and I learned this the hard way.

    If I could turn back time I would never marry her. I would skip that fateful first date.

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    • Please leave your wife….let her find someone who can genuinely love her. I’m not trying to be mean …but seek therapy for what seems to be an addiction to cheating….or short term meaningless hook ups. It doesn’t seem to make you happy.

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  93. I think everyone who has regreats in life just needs a closer in those regreats. I know I do. Today after everthing That happend in my life, I started thinking about not the things I did but about the things I didn’t . I am a person who life has been hard to understand and to react under those circumstances. I’ve lost people and that made me I different person than the rest of people of my age(18). I wonder everyday what if?? There isn’t a day that goes by without that question in my mind. Today, Monday makes a week that something really difficult happend to me and my family. But thankfully that difficult experience made me think about someone. The person that changed my life and didn’t even know it. I loved someone so deeply and passionately long ago and I was to stupid to say it to her. I was afraid to say it because I thought about what people might say about it. I was afraid about her reaction but I never doubted my feelings for her. I was more in denial about my feelings that I pushed those away and that made me feel miserable for years. I was too young at the time but I knew that I loved her. Til this day that I am writing this, i remember when I first saw her for the first time. That feeling never goes away. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I felt a click in my heart, I knew it was something different. I have never felt that again. It was like I knew her for years but i didn’t even knew her name. Destiny puts her together in a class a few months later. It was meant to be. I saw her and my heart explode. Right away. I felt weird and week at the same time. But my heart was full of something that I didn’t even knew what it was. The time gone by and my feelings for her started to grow. I just couldn’t help it. I just couldn’t stop those feelings. The months gone by and I knew in my heart that I was in love with her. It was very fast. So me,with a young age in love. I didn’t knew what to do. I just say it to my head that I couldn’t say it to her. I didn’t even knew who I truly was back then.
    And I suffer because of that. Saw her being in love with somebody else and it wasn’t me. It broke me into million pieces. I knew she could never love me back because i am a girl. So the possibilities were very sort. So I suffered for three and a half years until I said to myself to stop it before i went crazy. I was to afraid to do that because I really loved her. The more I tried to not love her it made me love her more. We were in the same class for two years than we were separated and I went in depression because I was really close to her and it was hard because I lost a friend and a love. The life continued and I was in pain. My parents and sister kept asking me what was wrong and I just couldn’t say it to them. The talks about homosexuality were a tipicial in my home and the comments weren’t nice about it. And I didn’t felt the confidence to say it to anyone so I kept two secrets. My homosexuality and the fact that I was in love with somebody. It broke me, it made me feel horrible, hopeless, miserable, devastated and heart broken. I kept this secret until today. I was online and I saw this website. And I thought, maybe I could write something that could make me feel free. I never talked about this situation with anyone. I never felt comfortable with anybody. So after what happen last week it made me think that life is to sort and we keep thinking about the big things and we forget about the little things in life that is love and appreciation . The fact that someone really loves is important. Is the most important thing in life, this days and with the new technologies we forget about it everyday and when we remember about that is to late. The moment I am writing this long text in a gorgeous night with the full moon and the clean sky I think of her, I remember her even though i don’t talk to her or see her in almost two years. This moment I will cherish forever because right now I am feeling free. And if anyone who reads this and identifies with my history here is my advice to you. If you love someone you say it, say it out loud It’ll make you feel free , I know is hard but living with regreat for the rest of your life is worst. I promise you. You say it out loud and you’ll be free. The love never goes away, I still love her and I will forever but I need to move on. If I could tell her right now was for her to know that when she was feeling sad or lonely that she had someone that loved her truly and deeply. That when she felt unhappy I was unhappy too. And that even when she felt lost and thought she was worthless that she had someone who loved her. If I had that chance I think it was for her to know this, not what made feel about it. Regreat can cause you pain but you have to learn from it. I can write here more things but I believe that this text is long . I just wanted to write my regreat. If someone reads it I would be truly happy. Because that meant someone knew my history. It would be nice and could made me feel better if this personal thing in my life was talked. I could made a closer in this thing in my life. So stranger people who reads this, thank you so much. Here is my regreat.
    With love… Stranger to stranger.

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  94. I regret using your email address to send off those emails to your school’s anonymised forum for secrets. You hated me for it. That’s why you’re not talking to me and you sent that vitriolic email. Oh, yes, I was also responsible for all the emails you received from Feb 1 to 12, including the Simon N. one which caused your website to tag itself as “compromised”. I can’t tell anyone human about this secret because I am not prepared to turn myself in…

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    • Addition: It was one email I sent using your email address to the forum. I got confused. I sent the S.N. one too. I recall clearly everything your wrote on your Feb 11 post on FB. Striking how you got things right (yes, I issued the threats to harm you as well) except for the fact that “you didn’t reply to me”. Of course you did. The vitriolic email. I then pretended to be someone else hoping you would accept it but apparently, a month later, you sensed that I was contacting you again, contrary to the warning you put in the email. Everything else, I forgot. I just know it’s better not to keep secrets anymore. Wish I could be with you normally. No more cyber war.

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    • Addition: Oh. and I lied to my friend and my counsellor about this incident. I alone am the culprit that harmed the “you” up there. They didn’t know it. I hope one day they’ll come across this secret regret and know it’s me.

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    • My boy, I really love you. Just wanted to let you know, but made a whole mess out of it. Couldn’t take it when you rejected me outright, so I stole your email address and used it to send to the forum to take down the threats I issued (presumably to you). Of course they have put the threats back up now. No point emailing them again coz they’ll know it’s me.

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  95. Please don’t read this if depressed, I may push some one over the edge cause of mine : )
    I’m 33 year old female my biggest regret is not studying in school, I spent most of my time dealing with bulllies or wishing I was dead. I stuck it out and hung in there but when it came to exam time I didn’t put the work. Mainly cause I didn’t have a goal to strive towards.
    I still went to university and some how got a degree in business which I feel was a waste of time as I have worked in a call centre for the past 8 years. There is little chance of promotion there. I can consent abuse from people on the phone and can’t wait till my week is over. And it is I spend my weekend drinking wine watching t.v feeling depressed and arguing with my husband. It’s like an endless cycle.
    I’m depressed, my husband knows I’m depressed but I don’t feel I can get help from the medical profession as I live in a town where everyone knows everyone.
    I regret not travelling more but I’ve tried to be responsible and save to get married and save to buy a house. I’ve worked in my shit job to save I’m now married have my house which needs a million and one things to be done to it.
    I know I should be grateful for what I have and I am but I just can’t help feeling is this it. Next kids and forever broke than retire from shit job than death.
    Thanks for leaving me vent. 🙂I apologise if someone have actually read this.

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  96. I am in love with my boyfriend. I am a Christian. The last time I had sex was ten years ago. I will be 31 in a couple months. I plan to wait but before I could even understand what sex was I was rape and molested multiple times by men and women. For the first time in my life being 30, I finally made love to my boyfriend. The regret is not making love but feeling like I let people down. People over the years have put so much pressure on me to be the one who make it while they did what they want. It was like and unexpected rule for my life and still is. I will not tell anyone about making love to my boyfriend because I do not want to be condemn. They will tell me I am better than that.. more pressure. I want to be human and I regret allowing this to take place for so long. I never knew how to stop it. I kept telling everyone I was weak. I asked them to back off me. I played their role for many years and I have run out of gas. I still love the Lord and nothing will change that. But, I will not if I could help play everyones game. I regret being putting me in this position. Sometimes, no matter how much I tell them I am weak they do not believe. I am told to read the Bible more. They really did not hear my heart.

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    • I am currently pressured by my parents and other Christian peers to wait until marriage. There are even other things that I am pressured to not do or be in order to “protect my image.” Reading your post has given me a bit of hope that I can still love God and be by His side while being the person I feel most comfortable and happy being. Maybe this is why God is the perfect father, He knows our desires and allows them to happen while people can’t understand as well as He can.

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  97. This is my story. My biggest regret is living without the person I need the most. I will not say her name because as it turns out she doesn’t need me. I’ve thought about her for the past few years How can you live without your best friend? Your rock? I wanted to end it all because of her. I was stupid at that time. I’m even dumber now. If only the multiverse was real, so we could have been REAL friends. I would give anything to be her friend again.

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    • She will always be a part of you. Its ok to move on now, if your ment to meet again in this life you will. If not, your connected for the next life. It will all be clear.

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  98. As Grandma advised me many years ago. Stop worrying what “peers” think/say
    about you. It took practice but great outcome for me! I know this advice goes against the grain, good luck.

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  99. When I was 18 I was accepted by an Ivy League school. I loved the school but was afraid to go there, so I declined the offer of admission and went to a lesser school which I HATED. I had no parental support (mother dead, father useless) so no one to help me with my fear. I made no friends at the school I hated and when I graduated had no idea who I was or what I wanted. And never did figure that out. Of course, I have no idea what my life would have been if I had gone to the Ivy League school, but I know for sure that I would have loved it, had a great four years, and made many friends. (I’ve met many graduates of the school and feel a special affinity for them, even before I find out they went to the school.)

    In any case, I think about it almost every day and feel incredibly sad about it, and can’t seem to forgive myself for the terrible decision I made way back then.

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  100. To my daughters psycho boyfriend, I regret that I didn’t tell you all that I didn’t rescue her from you. What I mean by this is she wanted to stay with you I should’ve just throw you in my car and drove away with you so you wouldn’t have to put up with him and his personality disorders.

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  101. I regret being a friend to someone stranger not even worth having . From the day one till to date , that person is good for nothing. I asked that person to get away but the person did not. At last the person went away hurting me in the end. I hurt that person only once but the person hurt me forever in my life that I am unable to move on with my life now.

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  102. My regret was hurting you and telling you to stop. It’s been 2 years and I still can’t let go. I keep running away from you when I see you. I couldn’t face you. Shame, guilt and regret swallows me.
    16 F

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  103. My biggest regret was not having enough patience. People told me that trying to talk about my feelings face to face for three days before texting him was fair. They told me that he should have shut up and listened to me, but they only know my side of the story. What if there was something I didn’t know? I thought with how many times the topic was changed that he knew that I wanted to talk about breaking up. If I had enough patience, would it have ended differently? It’s been a year and I still feel horrible breaking up through a text message. I curl up into a ball when I see a post about him in Facebook. I panic when he tries to text me for a random reason. I feel like a horrible person for breaking up with someone through text. There are times I even question if my next step should have been asking other people to help me get the message threw to him instead of sending a metaphoric arrow into his chest…

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  104. Where did I go wrong in my life to deserve all this hurting, crap in the face non sence…the mistakes I have made don’t warrant such ongoing crap…this is all way too hard. I don’t wanna do it anymore…I haven’t wanted to keep going for so long now that I can’t even think of a number for the years and yet I am still here, trying to figure out where the eject button is…there has to be one somewhere

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  105. It might not be the sadest story ever told, but its the only one that haunts my mind. I’m almost 31 and married but my mind is always on the one girl I never had. It was the first week of high school when I first saw her, her bright green eyes stood out amongst everyone in a crowd. She had glasses and nobody could see how beautiful she really was. I had never had a girlfriend and so I didnt know how to approach her. As time went by she quickly became popular with cool kids. I too considered myself being one of the cool kids, but the years went by and we never talked. I spinned every story in my mind to tell myself she wasnt the one for me yet she was always on my every thought. At times she would be standing right next to me talking to my friends and yet never a word to me. All i could do is look at her. I looked at her a lot. We shared some classes and I just looked at her the whole time, not even paying attention to any classes. I tried to find other girls to keep my mind off her. It worked for a while. More years past, there was just a few more years left of high school. We still never talked. I spent most of the year building up the courage to say somthing to her. I was afraid, I spent so long infatuated by this girl I couldnt handle the rejection. She was perfect in my mind. Even though we never talked I always listened to thing she had to say. She loved Harry Potter, I suppose it was cool at the time and I totally wanted to say HEY I think thats cool… it was the last year of high school. I knew it had to be now, I had talk to her. It was a Friday I looked for her everywhere, but I couldnt find her. So I said its going to Monday then. Little did I know Monday would be the darkest day of my life. I found out she had gone to night club over the weekend. A casino night club, the work of the devil. A man approached her and stole her heart . She was now in a relationship. For the first time she was no longer single. I was on the verge of loosing my mind. Everything I heard about her boyfriend was bad. But she was so good. I thought its ok let it be surely a girl like that wouldnt stay with a guy like that for long! As soon as she becomes single I would be the first to tell her how I feel about her. I kept in touch with some of her friends online, I asked one to help me out. She replied with “if you really care about her let her be happy, she really likes this guy” , so what did i do? I FUCKEN LISTENED. I did just want her to be happy. Most amazing person i knew of I wanted the best for her. So i let it be. Still waiting on the sideline. After high school we both got into the exact same studies, International Business, but at different locations. What was the chances of that ha.? All i had to do is apply for a transfer to be at her school again. I couldnt do that though because she was still in a happy relationship and I told myself its time to let her go. Many years past again. I heard she married that terrable boyfriend. Years later again she has a baby with him. Then I one sweet day I found her place of work online by chance due to our similar work paths. So i sent her a email saying hello, totally creepy right? Ah well it was worth a try…No reply. A week later i stop to buy a drink and there she is shopping. My hearts beating out of my chest. I had to say hello. By the way this happend recently and I am 30 years of age and married. I started to walk towards her and said her name. She turned and said yes. So it was a sweet little conversation we had…about work. All i wanted to do is tell her everything. But would she even care? We talked no more than 2 minutes, she was so happy that she is a mother. Thats all that mattered. I still.just wanted her to be happy. I said nothing. Biggest regret of my life was not stepping up in high school. Maybe, just maybe I could of made a impression. I guess i will never know. The possibilities will haunt me till the end of time.

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  106. I regret being in love with my cousin…i dont know how it happened.. I try my hardest to remove this feelings for him..but could not..god please help me

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  107. I regret meeting my son’s father. He was once a basketball standout but sold drugs and was incarcerated for most of my son’s life. However, the blessing is that I have my son .

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  108. I regret not loving myself more as well as believing in myself. Due to some very toxic relationships stemming from my upbringing, I allow people to manipulate and use me.
    I feel lonely at times and feel that I will leave this life being sad and alone

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  109. I regret being pushy very early on while dating someone to have something more. Everything was going well. We were exclusive. He is the nicest, good-natured, genuine, hard-working, gentlemanly man I had dated. I dated a lot of horrible men before him, so once I met him, I knew right away he was special, a keeper, the type of man I will never meet again. Once I got pushy, he pulled away. The more he pulled away the pushier I got. I texted him everyday begging him to give me a chance. It bordered on harassment. He blocked me from Facebook, yet he did not block me from his phone. I was panicking because I wanted him so badly in my life I was acting desperate and trying to control him and make him give me one more chance. I live in the same apartment complex as him and I knew he was a huge coffee fan, so I woke up on one of the days I knew he had to work, got his favorite coffee and left it outside his door, with a note asking for forgiveness. He never responded. It all came to a head Monday. My friend was worried about me because I was so sad and she called him. Of course, he got upset and he texted me. I sent him 66 text messages that day. I kept begging for one more chance, just to be his friend, I begged him to talk to me. He said that I was acting crazy and it was a big red flag and he asked me to stop. I didn’t. I explained how I dated a lot of bad eggs and he was so refreshing that I am terrified of losing that. I don’t want to date anymore because I know what’s out there and they don’t hold a candle to this guy. I reminded him of all the things he liked about me and I told him about all the things I liked about him. I told him that this was not the norm for me, but I was at a loss and did not want to lose him. I explained how important this was to me and how much I regret being so pushy. He said that he forgave me, but didn’t want to move forward. So I kept begging, He replied that he clearly knew how serious I was, but he did not feel comfortable. I still didn’t stop with the texts. He replied “OMG stop”. I still didn’t. I asked for one more chance. He told me I was not getting it. So, I kept begging. He then said, I can still have what I wanted, but not with him. So I kept begging. He said that the way I was acting completely turned him off and to please stop texting him. But, I didn’t. I finally said that I believe in my heart that he would change his mind. He replied, ” Then let me and stop trying to convince me.” I replied, ” OK. Tell me what to do to make this right.” He said, “Stop texting and acting like a desperate teenager. If I want to talk to you, I will.” I finally said, “Ok, if that’s what you want, that’s what I’ll do, I hope & believe I will hear from you. I will respect your wishes because I want this to work and I care about what you want. I just want you happy and I want to be a part of that.” I have not texted him since, which is hard. I regret I acted in such a psycho, unstable manner. This regret is weighing so heavy in my soul. I keep trying to tell myself that he will forgive me and give me a chance. I am not going to date at all. I want to be with him. I am going to wait until Thanksgiving to see if he will contact me. I pray to God everyday he will forgive me give me another chance. The logical side of me tells me he only said that last couple of things to shut me up and leave him alone What smart man would try to go back to the chance of having that craziness and stress occur again. Unless he give me a chance to redeem myself, I will regret my actions for the rest of my life. It will be a very long time before I date again. I don’t want to risk any chance I have to make things right.

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  110. I regret being born into my family. I regret all the diets I put my body through to try and lose my curves. I put myself through torture because different men in my family, betrayed my trust an sexually abused me. I regret telling my mom because she made me feel like it was my fault. She would say, maybe you shouldn’t have been so nice to them. Or hug them, maybe they thought you wanted them to do things. I regret being part of this screwed up family. I regret trying to be a nice person. I regret him and other men being born. I have so much anger inside about this and lot’s of other abuse I’ve endured. My mom is still protecting him. I hate him and all the other guy’s who hurt me. I hate living with ptsd, I hate living with all these flashbacks. Nightmares, daymares, anxiety, people telling me to get over it or that they understand. You don’t understand if you’ve never been sexually abused!! Waking up is a disappointment in itself. Sights, smells, sounds, touch, everything set’s you off. Never feeling like you can ever have a normal relationship with a man ever again. I’m thinking about getting into mma to get out some of this anger.
    Sincerely
    Brokengirl

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  111. as unethical or immoral as it may sound, my biggest regret is that i will never be able to connect the dots. I love learning. I love to learn new things about everything, granted i dont always like the ways of learning. But what i meant b i will never be able to connect the dots is that i will never be able to connect all the dots in science or knowledge. Even if i had the time to learn all the fields of science, I wouldnt have the time to figure out how the work together. I wouldnt have the time to explain to others just how this part of chemistry interacts with this part of algebra, which interacts with this part of geology. I guess in simpler terms, I regret not knowing the mechanics of this universe. I regret not knowing the diagram of this machine.

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  112. I’m writing this at 6am from another sleepless night, years ago I strangled my dog for no reason, didn’t bark or anything I just flipped a switch and did it but I was doing it and stopped and stared at my hands like I didn’t know what I had done but my Friends saw and they understandably took it away, years later I think to myself oh I will try again but with a hamster, I had it for a while then one day I squeezed It till it died and iv been self harming and thinking about suicide for years over it and I don’t think I will ever forgive myself.

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    • You don’t forgive yourself for something like that. But you keep it in mind and move on, Stop thinking about forgiving yourself, That’s wrong. You keep it in mind and move forward and make sure you never do it again.

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  113. I was in exactly the same position but kidded myself for far longer, if it feels wrong then that’s exactly what it is. Love is blind, deaf and stupid and there are too many who take advantage of a loving, caring partner.
    You believe that it will all somehow change, sadly that seldom happens and you find yourself alone although in a relationship.
    Walking away is the best thing you can do because you move closer to someone who is deserving of your love.

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  114. My biggest regret is not being able to be a good friend to anyone, which has now led me to not having any friends at all. If I had been a better person then maybe no one would have just left me. I should have figured out why people hated me so much and I should have changed before I lost every single one of them. It sucks being alone and it sucks not having anyone to talk to.

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  115. I regret hurting the girl I love so many times, I regret pushing her to much by saying that I loved her when I knew her feelings were confused. I told her I would die for her and that i wanted to marry her one day (I’m so glad I still do have those feelings for her). I tried so hard to win her heart and I’ve been trying for about a year now (still not giving up), but every good thing I did I ended up hurting her by pushing her away as I bottled up all my problems. I just wanted her to feel the way I feel about her now, I just really want her to feel the same way she used to feel about me. I regret all the times I pushed her away,I regret ask the times I made her cry, I regret all the times I made her angry, I regret all the times I made her feel stressed. The outcome of me trying so hard to win a girls heart is her wanting time away from me, I guess it makes sense as we both need to focus on exams for now. She says I still have a chance to be with her and I’m going to keep on fighting. I just wish I never hurt the perfect girl in my life.

    M 15

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  116. I regret not breaking the bones in the arms and legs of my wife’s affair partner like I had planned on doing the night she caught me leaving the house at 3am. She did not know that I knew, but I spilled it all to er, she asked me not to hurt him and and 11 months later I still honor that. I still want to hurt him, still want to break him, because he represents everything which was broken with us. I have since found peace with who I am. Who I am includes wanting to beat him. For the sake of my son, I hope I never meet this guy.

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  117. I regret my entire life. If I could start all over again, I would. I’ve grown into such a bitter, lonely person. I made countless mistakes. I haven’t accomplished much. I’ve completely lost hope. This isn’t a life worth living for anymore.

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  118. I regret falling deep into alcoholism which led to the death of my dog I’ve had for all of his life and since I was a teen (Now 28). I went on a bender and didn’t come home for 5 days. While I left plenty of water and food as usual I do not know what happened and feel immensely guilty and responsible.

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  119. Doing that will not solve anything. Yes, it was wrong, but in all reality, nothing is really going to change if you do that. If you want it to get better, both of you learn from this mistake and figure out what to do next time, but beating stuff out of people is not going to make it better. It all depends on you two, on whether it will get better or not.

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  120. I wish I could just redo my whole life, I wish I could be more outgoing and extroverted so that people would be more accepting towards me and invite me and be nice to me and talk to me. It’s hard for me to just go up to someone and like ask them to be my friend, i am too shy, but I need someone, I don’t like being alone. Having a friend that I can rely on through thick and thin is all i want. I jsut don’t understand, how i keep getting hurt by my so called friends, who just leave me when their with their friends and they act as if I’m not even there, then it makes me have to go out of my comfort zone to try and talk to them, I feel like I can’t ever be myself with anyone, cuz no one will accept it. Then plus having guys not talk to me, makes me feel bleck. I wish I was pretty I wish I was a extrovert. I regret wanting to change schools 3 times in the span of 6 years. I regret even being alive…if that’s even a regret.

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