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  1. I regret with all my heart falling in love with my ex wife and letting her and her family destroy me and persecute me everyday for no other reason than malice.
    I should have seen the signs much earlier, especially the mother in law, she is a repugnant and malicious old woman who only seemed happy when the family were arguing.
    I regret I let my now ex wife cheat on me for 13 months, when I felt in my gut all that time that something wasn’t right…she just laughed at me behind my back and humiliated me everyday with her lies and betrayal.
    Lastly, I regret the most having ever been born…..I wish my mum would have had a headache the day I was conceived.☹️

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    • I am so sorry. Try to picture where you will be five years from now (best case scenario). You deserve better, so go seek it – after you allow yourself time to heal.

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    • Sorry to hear what happened to you. I’ve been in a similar situation. Don’t know what is worst: the betrayal or the lack of respect this people show towards the feelings of other han beings. It must be very difficult for you. At least you did the very first step by getting divorce from that woman. I’m still strugling to solve that issue myself.

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    • YOU have a purpose; everyone has a purpose. Please know that you are on this Earth for a reason…you may not know it now, but you will. Your ex-wife cheating on you will (and most likely has, made you stronger). You will be the, or a, voice…you may not know it now, but know you WILL be.

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  2. My company is downsizing the company and my role was affected.
    I took a job with lower exposure and payment just for security. I could use that money for a company i alteady started with my partner and now i feel terrible since i feel a big empty and i bretrayed my company and partner as we could use that money. However i was super scared to leave security…

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  3. I regret being the outsider. I regret the distance I put between myself and everyone else. Life is too short for a relationship impact zone. It’d be a privilege to be hurt by the amazing people I refuse to get close to.

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    • I have spent most of my life friendless. At first, through bullying, in adulthood, by choice. I understand you being guarded in embracing friendships/relationships. I am arguing with myself to try to make friends with people at work or church, but it is complicated. Why invest in relationships that are doomed to either cause misery or fail? I’m not sure what is the better path in terms of my deathbed life review. Do I want to reflect upon a lifetime of failed relationships? Do I want to regret not trying? Or should I seek the possible one rewarding relationship that I find by seeking it? I think that I just answered my own question. I am going to try to force myself to try to find that one, rewarding relationship. I wish us both luck!

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      • If you are coming from a dysfunctional family and have been bullied there and then at school,your trust in people will have been seriously shaken up,coming from a dysfunctional family,that bullied you and did not care about you,you certainly would not have learned how to socialise and then at school where your vulnerability showed up and attracted any passing bullies,would have reinforced you weariness of human nature,but there are good people in this world who will love you just as you are and will respect your boundaries,granted there are not many of them in our society now ,a society that verge on narcissism,but once you find such a preson, hang on to them,sometimes one can only have one good friend in life,the true friends I have acquired in my 75 years of life can only be counted on the fingers of one hand!

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  4. I regret that I have not been more focused on my goals to make dreams happen, and that I was instead complacent when I was basically running out of money to make those dreams happen. I regret the glass is half full when it could be much more full if I had been focused on goals and traction. Now I am, and I am worried that I am too late or could have been better if I had been more focused then.

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  5. I regret yelling at my sister for stupid things which got me so mad I would tell her to go kill herself or that she never mattered to anyone in this world or that no one cared for her or I would call her fat. I knew it hurt her and it hurt me so much after the argument but I never had the guts to tell her I’m so sorry and non of that was true. My father found out and yelled at me about how I have made her suicidal and made her insecure about herself. I really am sorry, I truly;honest to god am sorry but no one believes me.

    I am a 15 year old girl.

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    • Everyone says things in anger that they do not mean. My oldest three daughters are 22, 20, and 17. When they argue, they say terrible things. But when things calm down, they apologize and realize that it was in the heat of the moment. Try to find an activity to bond with your sister: Cooking, shopping, going to a beach or lake. The more that you create happy experiences, the less you will have negative experiences. Hang in there. The teenage years are the toughest in life. You will get through them as long as you keep a sense of humor and embrace any and all positive interactions with your family that you can have.

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    • We all say and do horrible things to the people we love the most. Maybe try writing a letter to your sister telling her how you regret all those horrible things and ended up with how much she means to you.

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    • Everything your saying here you need to write a letter to her or make a special card and tell her how sorry you are. Become her new best friend..it will take time for her to trust you but you got this. Your heart is good. Your very young and we all do dumb stuff at your age.
      Make today the new day for you and your sister. Forget pride and all that fake stuff.
      Go on! I promise you will feel so much better but most importantly so will your sister. Be kind to each other xo

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  6. I regret opening my mouth and telling my mother something I wasn’t supposed to say This happened in my dads bedroom, My sister, dad, mom and I were all in the room. When I opened my mouth my mother lashed out and started yelling and screaming then she went into some horrible stuff about her past and it caused my sister to have a panic attack and she was crying and having a hard time breathing. Even with all this happening my mother never stopped.
    I too got really upset. All of what happened started because of me, and because of what happened my sister is severely depressed and suicidal. Both of us still have trauma from that day
    I was 13 at the time.

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  7. I regret getting married at a young age and ignoring all the signs that my husband was never going to be honest and loyal to me prior to having kids. I regret not recognizing his continuous disrespect for what it was. I regret not walking away before I allowed myself to do some of the same things he had done to me. But most of all I regret that now my children have to deal with the pain of a divorce that should have happen long before.

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    • I regret the exact same things. I married young, and in a way I think it was to escape the abuse at home. Not a good foundation to start with. We had 4 children, and he had affairs right from the beginning. The night our first son wa a born, he spent with another girl. I regret that I did not heed the warning signs, and when we did seperate, I regret the way I handled it. I was very young, only 24, with 3 young kids and a newborn baby when he did decide to leave. My children grew up without their father in their lives at all. I lost my eldest son 10: years ago to leukaemia, and then 5 years ago my younger son passed away from a heart attack. His request for his younger son’s funeral, was that he didn’t have to drive to far to the crematorium. He has never met his grandchildren, never paid a cent of maintenance, and has had 7 more children. What a waste of skin.

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  8. Sorry about my english. I regret of having stolen a músic álbum that I have gift to him before to a friend, after he told me in an ofensive way several days later that I was someone he suffer a mental illness infront of a Lot of womans . I was pshiquiatric treatment in that Time like i am now… I am so sorry about that

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  9. I regret thinking my wife hated me, and so cheating on her. Only to realise she needed me more then ever and she was the best thing in my life.

    I would do anything to go back and time and stop me from taking that awful path and hurting the person most important to me in this world.

    Forever I will drown in regret and guilt.

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  10. I regret not having the courage to tell the truth in time, to live a lie and have to live with the consequences of that lie every day. I regret not being brave and having enough discipline in my life to take the path that required effort on my part. I regret having cheated and continue cheating on my partner. I do not know how to stop doing it without facing terrible consequences. I feel that my life has no meaning and that I do not enjoy the moments of life. I feel trapped in my own life, with no room for change. I wish I could go back in time and change my life completely. I feel miserable.

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    • That you can see the cheating is wrong for you… believe me, it is no small revelation. You have been given a gift to change it, cease from doing it, before it lays bare your life…. and scars you more than you can imagine. Go now, knowing you stopped it… and you will be able to take that and your understanding with you.

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  11. I regret not protecting my sister more from my abusive parents. I regret playing games and making you look like a fool. I regret breaking your heart and leaving my pets. I regret taking drugs. I regret my behaviour on the drugs. I regret not respecting myself more and repeatedly trying to kamikaze my life. I regret it being people my friends know so I have to always be scared.

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  12. Foremost regret is that I did not counsel my daughter enough when she refused to join the medical school inspite of getting selected. Just because she is over attached to her family that she couldn’t leave us but in the process ruined get career. I know she regrets it more than us but she has never expressed it or shared with us so that we don’t feel guilty.
    Had I shifted to a better city in time this situation would not have come. I don’t see any remedy of this regret at this stage and this will always haunts me. She was meant to be a doctor.

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  13. I had flu,common colf mix With allergy for years. Started in 2011. I didn’t know. I just read it today that flu can indirectly and connect with stroke. I lost my father and grandma due to stroke in less than a year. I feel really guilty. If I knew it sooner. I will prevent myself from having those disease (flu, commOn cold and allergy). They still be alive and well. I feel so guilty tonight. I cried so hard. I ask Alloh for forgiveness. In 30 years something of my life, I left all their kindness in vain. I’m sorry. I do. I always thought that what I do, it only had effects on me. I didn’t know that I will lost my precious family because of my bad habits (do anything that causing flu, common cold and allergy). My late father And grandma were good people. I always pray for them. I face my guilt. I know that I’m wrong and indirectly causing their death. I didn’t mean to 😥 please anyone, take care of your own health. It can affect anyone around you, your loved ones

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    • Ssshhh dont cry! You didnt cause their deaths. Your missing them so much and love them so much your connecting yourself to them been gone.
      They would be very sad to know that you blame yourself. Its true we need to becareful of our health but the flu from you did not cause this.
      What a shock it must have been to lose them so close in time.
      Remember all your happy times and remember you will see them again.
      Allah he hears your prayers! He also promises that we will see our loved ones again and remember God cannot tell a lie!! Focus on living your life and carry in your heart the hope and faith of spending time with them again..look forward in your journey of life..they are just up the road ahead of you.
      May you have the peace of God on your heart and mind.. everything will be alright.

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  14. I regret letting my ex-husband continue to bully and control me even after 9 years post divorce. From abusing mentally and physically while married to threatening to destroy my life if i tried to get custody of our girls. Even still I am afraid of him and he still uses our children to control me and I feel helpless and lost and now I see him manipulating our daughters to control them and it is killing me. There are days I get so depressed about not having my daughters that I just want to be done with it all.

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  15. I regret posting people who upset me on cheater sites more than once and hurting them and trying to destroy their life .. it does not feel good to hurt others i feel so terrible i wish i could take it back … they charge a lot of money to remove posts .. money i do not have …

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  16. I regret staying staying with my husband who cheated, whom I comforted when he was having an emotional breakdown when his affair partner broke up with him.
    I regret trying to save my marriage for 5 years of knowing he is cheating only to provide comfort to him when they finally ended it.
    I thought it is what I wanted.
    I wish I left him as soon as I knew that they didn’t stop. I wasted 5 years of my life and still wasting it.
    Now I have to live with the horror of knowing that he really loved/loves the other woman and will be forever hunted by the pain of knowing that he always wanted to leave me and my son for her. He just didn’t have the courage to do so.
    I wish I let the other woman have him.
    Now I am stuck with a depressed, anxious hypochondriac who is totally useless at home. A lazy asshole who mopes around like a teenager. I regret investing my resources to “our” businesses only to get bankrupt. Now I am too depleted both emotionally and financially to have the courage to leave.

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  17. That 12 years ago I didn’t realize my wife started using prescription diet pills “Phen_____”. Stuff put her in a mental fog that tore our whole world apart. She had some childhood abandonment issues, but I had no idea about the diet pills. When I found out 5 years ago I should have dragged us both to counseling!! Hugh regrets

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  18. I regret getting marries with the man that I didn’t love. I have wasted 14 years of my life and still counting. I know I should get out but i can’t because it breaks my heart evey time I think that my kid will grow up in a broken family. I regret not experiencing things in life bwcause I was tied to him and I cannot do anything that he doesn’t approve of. I feel so trapped and miserable.

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  19. I regret not staying in my hometown and loving the boy I really loved with all my heart. Instead, I went away to a college I didn’t care about, got degrees that meant nothing and married someone I don’t love. Now, years later, I see him and I wish I had followed my heart. I was stupid and I will never never have a marriage of love like I could have had with him. I often wonder if he misses me like I miss him.

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  20. I regret not practicing when I was little. I didn’t know better, and I resisted and fought back against playing violin. Thankfully I stuck with it, and now at 16 I pour my heart and soul into my practice – and it hurts so much knowing that if I had practiced when I was young I could be twice as good as I am now. The hardest part is seeing my young 7-year-old brother who started taking piano lessons fight back against practice – it hurts so much because I wish I could be in his position again so that I could practice, I wish that he would practice and I every day try to sit down with him and encourage him and he just doesn’t understand. It hurts because I don’t want him to repeat my same mistake, and there is nothing I can do to help him if he continues resisting practice. It hurts so much to watch him be in the same situation I was ten years ago and not be able to do anything about it.

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    • You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself. You have actually learned a valuable life lesson at an early age. Anything that your passionate about is going to require your attention. Dont regret not doing something in the past, instead learn from your mistake and keep putting in the effort for the things you love.

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  21. I regret not marrying the man I truly loved with all my heart. I regret not calling him when I came home on breaks, when I had the chance. I regret not picking up where we left off. I knew we were good for each other, but I never acted on it. I was stupid. I could have, would have had a wonderful life with him. He’s sweet, he’s funny, he’s affectionate, he’s loving, he’s caring, he’s genuine and he still loves me. I still love him. But we will never be. We are both married to other people and neither of us will leave our spouses or our children. We have talked many times about how we can’t hurt our families and we have talked about how much love we still have for each other even 27 years later. We hug and we both feel the love (love, not lust) that is still there after almost 3 decades and it’s awesome. But we know it can’t be. We know we will never be. And that has caused us both to shed tears together as we sat realizing the cold, loveless marriages we are both in now are nothing but ones we slipped into hoping to replace the “perfect lost love” we once had in our lives. I wish I could turn back time for just one night and be a teen in love with him again, saying the things my heart wanted to say so badly. I Hope that I’ll get the chance to tell him someday how much he means to me before it’s too late. Life is so very short.

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  22. I regret not standing up for myself when it came to you Nancy and Bill and the lady next door. My family was devastated because of you and I was too afraid to stand up for us because I had nowhere ese to go and my mom accidently let you have too much power- if she only knew… and if my dad wa alive he would never let this happen… but it did, and the rest of the family did not know what I knew and I did keep your secrets… evnen what you did to us. You kepp my inheritance and you are nasty but I still kept your secets because it was the right thing to do- why humiliate you- no reason for me to be the bd guy. So you moved awy and no idea what you said to tothers and I do not care because I know the truth.however I have to forgive you for stealing my jewelry and mu inheritance because you are real good at making things work for you becuase u worked for a bank and know all those things… unfrtunately my mom trusted you but at the last minute she found out I was right when I told her all along you were bad…unfortunatey you put her in a home Iam sure after torturing her because when I finally saw her she was unable to speak… even worse you stole my privelege to bury my mother where she wanted to be buried.hard to forgive but well she was dead and didnt know but I did.so I have to forgive m yself first for allowing these things to happen btuiI didnt knwo what to do…but i forgove myself because i was under a lot of stress and I was naive and unknowledgeable… you could have at least been good to m y children.and be a real aunt and uncle… oh well too late now…but I forgive myself because I need to… and put it behind me and let God take care of all of us. I have to bellileve all is going to be ok… and so far it is, just need a few more tweaks and I will live and Sean will too… the others are doign well, and I pray they will continue to do so…I forgive myself for what I did and did not do… and I forgive you because it is right to…maybe you did what you thought was right… hard to believe but maybe, since I know your distorted secrets- that I never told I forgive you and Bill and Jeannie and Jim and uncluenick and aubt kay andI love them so much…I forgive mason andkaren lee for dying, I forgive m yself for not being strngerand I forgive my unknown gramma for hating me but I am not too sure if she would have hated me…I am too cute! I forgive my brother and his nasty wife…because their minds were twisted and did nasty things… I wash my hands of you all…whoever did me wrong in all my life…you know who you are.. and I Wash mu hands from all the wrong I ever did to anyone… let God work it out…thnak you Thomas for being in my life I love you more than well maybe too m uch I dunno… maybe he will come get me and we will see jeannie shanon, sisco, diane, lvenar and orange blossoms and ice caves and crystals and sea glassomg I love him for this I want him so bad omg I just do.. let God work with it…I love everyone despite your awfulness amen I forgive them and I forgive me, amen I ove God and jesus and the angels for allowing me to witness all I haveI pray he will allow me to have a best friend in Thomasandhe is a good man andhe really does love me, I want him for the rest of my life but I must settle what he thinks is right and so be it, I shall be satisfied who knows maybe I will have someone to hold and kiss and sleep with at nights until I die… my last and final wish amen thank you God for letting me live Amen

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  23. I regret, my love, that I am holding onto a grudge that you told someone … I do not know if it was true or false, but my mind thinks it was you speaking your heart. I regret thinking that you do not care when you go out of your way to show that you do. Oh how I wish you would tell me what I read was false, but would I believe it? Probably not… but I need to let go of it, and not give it another thought. That is the right way. I forgive me for holding onto your past mistakes. I regret thinking that you do not really love me… maybe you just are faking it… I do not know. What I do know is I need to let it go. I regret putting restrictions on you. Today I will lift them, and see if it matters. I cannot predict how you will carry on this relationship, but I can handle how I perceive my own . Thank you for being by my side. I just hope you do not catch on my true feelings because I know it would push you away and maybe even break your heart. I forgive myself for holding onto these feelings of insecurity. I forgive myself every negative feeling and every negative thought concerning you. I forgive you for being insensitive. I forgive you for, well, just being you and I forgive our jealousies of each other. I pray that we will work this out and we will be more than partners. I love you with all my heart . I love me with all my heart. Amen

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  24. I regret doubting you, my love. I regret not letting go of outdated beliefs that do not serve me/us. I forgive myself for these deep feelings. I forgive you for doing and saying what you did. I regret not knowing what was happening to you while you were gone, not thinking that you were going through hell… not considering that what you were going through was taking your life away… chipping away your joy. How I wish I knew, so I could have compassion towards your situation and not being so selfish thinking my situation was worse, because it was not.
    Yes I developed cancer but it is going away and will stay away… and yes you kept getting hurt over and over again. We both suffered but now we have joy, together. Problem is, I have remaining doubt of your love for me. May the light shine bright where I need it most- this will heal me completely, and create a lasting love between us. May we love each other more and more until one day we can be married. I want to be able to completely forgive you and completely forgive me. May we fall so deeply in love that we will spend the rest of our days on earth, together. I long for your touch, I long to believe in us. God bless us. Amen

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  25. I secretly regret having these awful left-over feelings when I see you or even your name. I get… I do not know if it is jealous, or I just remember the things tht you did tht bother me to the core- and you knw what they are… actually just one…you still married me but you told someone they were on your mind, and it was the night before we got married…and that I would never know your little secret, and that you would make sure I never knew by the way you would act, that I was your duty… and you would fulfill your duty…and that you were not excited to get married. I know they were just words, but inside of me I feel you told this person the truth, and I am living a lie. HOwever you apologized to them, and me, and you do make me feel very loved by your actions which are spotless and with no blame. omg how I wish I could just forget it like it never happened. But the other person probably wanted you and that is why I was told. God help me forget it…yes! I will tell myself and anyone, especially you.. I do not remember… remember what? I forgive myself for thinking over and over every time I see you… I forgive you for saying these things… and you know what? you never did anything… they were just words… and yes words can cut like a knife… but hey…goodness I have already forgotten what I was talking about… oh gosh… umm.. well, my love…I guess we just carry on as usual…I love you forever, my forever love… I forgive us… purely and honestly

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  26. I so regret falling for you. I should have continued to follow my instincts about you in the first place. Instead of stupidly dropping my guard and giving you the benefit of a dought and allowing myself to believe that you were truly just shy and afraid to make a move any further than your brief flirtatious moments with me. You played me like an old fiddle and I fell for it like a total idiot. Now I live my life as if in another dimension, no longer in love with whom I’m with not able to find a true connection with anyone else to not feel completely alone in my world surrounded by a slew of users and manipulators who prove with every action that their intentions are self motivated and I am too much in a position to get out of it without loosing everything I’ve worked my ass off to obtain for my son and his future in this dispicable world. I still fantasize about seeing you change your ways with me and having you follow me again to get my attentions, like I know you once did, for what reason I really don’t understand now. The last time I seen you in the restaurant, and gave you a dirty look as I sat there being the only one who actually recognized you. I regret having that be the last expression on my face that you seen now to remember. The fact that it still made no difference on whether or not you would make the effort to try to talk to me on your own merit proved to me once and for all, that you truly don’t feel the same as I did, and unfortunately for me, still do. No matter how much you broke my heart, with your ways, I’d still love you with every once of my being at one touch of your hand with the notion of wanting something better between us. I know now without a shadow of dought in my mind, that I will forever love a man who not only didn’t feel the same, but thinks nothing more of me than a person to keep in your past and not look back.

    With all the love in my heart Left I pray that my son doesn’t ever meet a female version of you. Although I’m sure he will… because you are no different than the rest Jim

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  27. Not sure where to start
    I regret that I take care of myself so hence I remain healthy, I have wished for too long that I would get cancer or some disease that would put my crap life out of my misery. I regret having ever married (twice). I regret having children. I regret knowing the fact that both my wives have had more sexual partners than me. The only women I have had sex with have been the two women I had married. That is a big regret. I wish I had f****ed my brains out before getting married. I regret not having the courage to end my life. I regret having been born into my family. I regret that what was once an innocent and full of hope and dreams kid (me), have devolved into a sarcastic, angry, bitter, pessimistic poor excuse of a human being.
    I regret what most of us have become.

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  28. I’m a firm believer that the mistakes we have made in the past will only teach us lessons on how to have a brighter future.

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  29. I regret not waiting for him when I couldnt figure out where he was when we we were 14-15 years old. I regret being so shy and quiet and yet loving him so much even then. I regret not trying harder to find him later on. I dont regret my kids, but I wish now that they would have been with him. I regret terribly not.leaving an abusive relationship and going with him back in 1998. We could be a fsmily now. I regret he is married and is unhappy now and even though him and I have a “secret” affair going, he will never leave. I do not regret how I have felt for him all these years. Just that I never looked at what could have been. I regret not telling anyone of the physical and sexual abuse I experienced as a child. I knew then no one would believe me just like now. I regret I never faced down the ones who did all that to me. I regret not asking my mom why, or telling/showingmy grandmother way more often what a hero she was to.me. and I am facing a possible regret of not telling my dad all that I have felt about him as well. I am and have always been such a chickenshit. I’m living in his house for the first time in over 45 years and can only “be here”. And there is so much more I regret. Pills and therapy, and talks with “him” are the only.thing keeping me breathing. F/almost 51

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  30. I regret that I’m still in love with a man who doesn’t think twice about me. I regret that I wish I could create my own version of a man, instead of having to “make do” with struggling to appreciate and love a man who doesn’t know how to truly love even if he took a course on love. I regret bring an innocent child into this awful world, dispite the fact that I love him dearly no matter the fact that he makes me crazier than ever with every action of being more like his own biological excuse of a father he has, knowing the some day, he will probably turn out to be just as pathetic and selfish and not truly be willing to be the person he could be, because he’s not known a better role model in his growing years as a male. Dispite my efforts… mom apparently knows nothing, needs nothing and deserves nothing but to settle for loving him dispite his careless, self serving lazy ways even if it means being left with nothing in the end. I wished upon a star for him… destiny seems to have a very sick sense of humour towards me. Bad enough my spouse turns out to be this way… now my son. I guess selfish, insensitive and ignorant is truly more right than I.
    I give… I pray.. crave … desire and wish for more than my goodness deserves. What’s the sense in trying anymore… no matter the effort, cost or good intent… I apparently just don’t deserve anything better

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  31. I regret not having that cup of coffee you invited me to. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you and because I was in a relationship at the time, I felt ashamed that I could have such a powerful connection to someone other than my then-girlfriend. You were so beautiful and when I saw you that day you rode your bike in to pick up your new Tiguan, I was utterly enthralled. I think about you often and am seriously sad that I will never know what it feels like to be in your space. You captivated me and I still feel that intense pull towards you; I know in my heart that I missed the opportunity of a lifetime. By now, you are probably back in Germany, living what I hope is an awesome life—as wonderful as you are, you deeply deserve someone who will spend the rest of their days loving you and lifting you up. I will never forget you, nor will I stop regretting that I didn’t go with my intuition.

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  32. I regret, as a naive 20 year old man, who had never dated, going to my 36 year old female cousin for relationship advice – only to have her begin an affair with me that lasted 18 years. I never could envision that it would eventually end. That the woman I felt infatuation for, who I had made my everything over so many years, could unexpectedly and suddenly betray me.
    I was so emotionally invested… I never stopped to consider the emotional harm this could bring to me, my parents, and her loved ones. I feel such guilt, so angry for compromising my morals, to have ever engaged in this… and that I cannot undo the triangulation, gaslighting, and blame she inflicted on me – while never admitting anything herself. I feel so ruined and that others will see the blame I hold in my heart… and blame and look down on me for my poor judgement and selfishness that only now I understand and deeply regret.

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  33. I regret that I kept on listening to the opinions of others around me rather than listening to myself. It has caused me to waste a lot of time that could have been used much better otherwise.

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  34. I regret not telling my best friend that I liked her 4 years ago when she admitted her feelings. We ended up agreeing that we were too close to be together like that, even though I disagreed with my whole heart. We’re still close, and we have plans to try a relationship once I’m out of the house. She’s currently out of the state due to family complications and I miss her dearly.

    16F

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  35. I regret cheating on my husband. It was the absolute worst decision of my life. The guilt, shame, and regret tore me to pieces and made me a shell of a person for many years. It’s been five years and I am still trying to forgive myself fully.

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  36. I regret leaving a well paid and flexible job and coming back to my old job just for fears that never happened. Now I feel trapped and I don’t know how to get out. My decisión always comes to my mind and I have the feeling I’m missing important things just for being in the past.

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  37. I regret telling you the truth. It ruined everything between us. It’s the only secret I ever kept from you and look what happened. It ruined everything.

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  38. When I was 9 or 10 I regret touching my sister innapropiately. I didn’t know what I was doing was wrong at the time. I did it without thinking. I did nothing too far but I touched her while she was sleeping. I regret it immensely, and it’s so fucked.

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  39. My biggest regret is to have taken my friend to our house when she became homeless and then have left her alone with my husband when I had to travel abroad because of my job. You can imagine what happened next. I lost the trust in my husband and a close friend.

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  40. I regret being born! I find nothing about life worth living it! The whole idea of life is stupid – the moment you’re born you’re sentenced to death so all you do is literally heading towards the grave. It may sound bad but I haven’t found ONE thing worth living for

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  41. I regret still not understanding why it seems to be that anyone I know, or have known in my life, doesn’t seem to truly appreciate or want a closer relationship. I’ve tried time and time again, but always eventually come to fade back into the reality that everyone would rather spend their time, with someone else other than me. Yet two people in my life that I really only tolerate out of mostly sympathy, seem to be the only ones who actually do want to spend more time with me. Two brothers whom I can’t tell which one is more messed up and broken than the other.
    I regret trying so many times trying to be closer with others only to have them back stab me or simply back away and forget I’m even alive. I just don’t understand. I know I’m a good person and have a decent sense of humour and like to show my appreciation and love with their company etc. Yet, I always end up sitting completely alone, looking around trying to pass the time away, taking notice of their actions etc. That not only don’t include me, but seem to not even blink an eye my way. I wish I knew why I’m not really liked that much…why I don’t seem to be important enough to make some kind of effort towards me, after I’ve tried with them. 😞

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  42. I regret hurting myself and those who care for me.
    I regret not speaking out my mind and opening up.
    I regret having so little self-confidence.
    I regret blaming others for my mistakes.
    I regret asking others to change when I could not change myself.
    I regret being so pessimistic in life and ignorant of what truly matters.
    But it’s okay I am still trying, accepting myself and I am still here.

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  43. My boyfriend and I broke up back in July. I went and confided in a friend and ended up telling a secret of his. We ended up getting back together at the beginning of October, but I’m afraid it will slip up in conversation. He doesn’t hang around her or speak to her significant other but I’m worried he will be angry with me if he found out. I told her 3-4 months ago now but her memory is great. Should i just let it go? It was an honest mistake.

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  44. A few years ago, I fell madly in love with my best friend. She felt the same way, I know it deep down. But I just never plucked up the courage to go and ask her out on a date. I expected that with the feelings she had for me, she would be the one to ask me. I wish I’d known more about the rules of dating back then. If I had a second chance, I would march right up to her and tell her “I just love you” over and over again. To her, I will always be the boy who couldn’t man up, and to me, she’ll always be the girl who got away. But I learned an important lesson from that experience. Now if I love someone, I just go and tell them and ask them how they feel. The worst they could say is “no,” so I’ve learned not to let that pressure bother me too much. I’m still not sure I understand why the man has to do the brunt of the work to get a relationship going, but better to accept it and move on and risk an even greater loss. If I ever see this girl again, maybe I will close the loop on this. But that isn’t likely to happen, as too much has changed since then I believe. I just have to move on and cut my losses, even though my regret over this will probably last a lifetime.

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  45. I broke a girl’s heart a couple years ago. She was my true love, but I didn’t have the courage to ask her out. I now promise myself I will never treat a girl like that again. Just have to move forward. I will spoil the next girl I meet, and I hope I can mend my mistake that way

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  46. I cheated on my fiance 9 times. I think I may have given her an STD this time… I want to confess, to admit what I’ve done but I can’t be sure she won’t leave me. I couldn’t live without her.

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    • If you really do regret how you treated your SO, and really do love her the way you say. Then your only option is to be honest. You cannot control the outcome. But if you love them, you owe them the honest truth. Good luck

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  47. There was a guy I liked a lot at college, I barely know him, I decided to tell him one of my biggest secrets, one that makes me feel pretty ashamed and bad with myself.
    Not completely understanding why, I told him, and now I’m afraid of what he could do with it. I’m afraid he might spread it out.
    I regret habing told him my secret.

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  48. I regret not staying in a new city with exciting experiences ahead. I moved away for my last year of university, but after 1 week I felt lonely and decided to move back in with my parents. 2 months later I massively regret my choice, seeing I am not achieving anything by staying here and all I could have done there. Is like a year lost and the thought of regret for staying home is eating me.

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  49. I regret that I did not do what I wanted to do in life. I went with what everyone else thought was best for me. I wish somethings were different in my life.

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  50. I deeply loved you. I can’t believe I let you get away. I should have known better, I should have had the courage to ask you out. I still think of you often, I am so sorry that I let you down. I regret my inaction every day.

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  51. I was raped since 4th grade by my step dad until my early 20’s. My mom was sick for many years and died when I was 17. He keep my sisters and I after mom passing away. No one knows not even my husband and to keep my secrets I have to pretend that he is this awesome, kind, best dad best grandpa. As I get older and time passes I get more and more the urge to just scream to everyone everything he did. I was verbally, physically and mentally abused. He controlled me like a jealous husband. I don’t know what to do. I feel like my husband would leave me and take my kids. I have never ever left him alone with my kids not even for a second. But I am emotionally I’m just afraid of what my in laws , kids and husband will do/think/feel.

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    • I’m so sorry you are struggling with this. I wish I could tell you how to get past it, but alas I’m struggling there too. Have you talked to the step dad about it? Ever said anything to him about it? Did he try anything with your sisters as well?

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    • You do not deserve to be going through this. None of this was your fault. But as long as you keep this secret to yourself, you will never truly move on from it. Dont let the past control your future. Talk to your husband, and hopefully you get surprised by how understanding and helpful he can be. You shouldn’t have to face this burden alone. Good luck and stay strong.

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  52. I regret not going to the arts highschool of a near state. I was afraid and didn’t gave it the importance it actually had and decided to stay in my small town at a public school. I turned out to be good at math as I went to National olympics, but not good enough to win anything nor love the subject. A lot of teachers have told me to study something related to sciences as I’m good at it, but honestly that only brought me doubts in myself and what I wanted to study. I stayed because I was excited about going to the same school as my brother and meeting new friends, but honestly my friends arent that great, my group is shit and the school and its system is even shittier. I dont know if Im good enough at arts and if studying them will dissapoint people who had high hopes with me and I hate that. If I had gone to that highscool I wouldn’t have those doubts, and practice all arts in a new place, with new friends and in a state who has better life quality and more infrastructure. I hate myself for letting pass that opportunity. I only not regret that by staying I met my boyfriend who has taught me to love and express myself and not caring about what others think. It makes me sad that if I had gone to that highschool I wouldn’t have learned those things with hin but I would have had a better development in my talents and went to any University I wished for (as that highscool lets you study noy only in an art university but any university you want). I regret everything that decision brought except meeting him.

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  53. I regret leaving someone I genuinely love(d) for someone else who seemed better for me in that moment. I had an affair. I was too gutless to tell the first person at the time and they still don’t know I cheated. In fact they’ve never known the real reason it ended. Now, three years on, I am married to the second person, who is wonderful and deserving and good for me, but is not and can never be the first person. I think I might have married this person because of the guilt I hold within me that I selfishly broke the heart of someone I desperately love, and nothing can fix that but at least I can make losing the first person ‘worth it’. There are other details too but they might remove my anonymity. The guilt and secrecy have caused me three years of pain and attacks of anxiety that I never had before. I strongly believe I should hold that and live with it because it’s what I deserve. But sometimes it’s really really hard.

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  54. I regret letting myself be talked into doing something I knew was wrong by someone that was supposed to care about me. Now I’m tied to this person and this secret and can’t get away from it. I’m expected to give sexual favors because I was helped in a time of need. This person is like an extended family member (not actually any relation).

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  55. Opening up to a person, whom only sometimes seem to enjoys seeing people hurt and vulnerable and sabotaging their relationships. I’m a man. Prideful. I trust my pride more than my love. I’m not sure if its bad or good, but does it really matter? It saves me from malicious relationship where I sometimes I choose to gut it up but it won’t allow me to. I finally decided to be bigger then my pride and opened up to a female person. Cried on her laps and she used it to sabotage my then relationship. Ended 3 relationships that month (her, my now ex, my ex roommate) it looks like a cheap spanish drama. She didn’t deserve to see me like that. I was a fool to open up like that even though I knew I should have listened my gut. God I hate myself even more for every drop of tear I shed on her laps. Fuck this. That time will never come back. How could it. I have to be more careful in the future.

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  56. I regret welcoming you back into my life. I regret allowing myself to be taken advantage of by you. Continuously. It ends today. I’m not a fucking object that you can pick up and put down as you please. I have emotions and you put my emotions down for the last fucking time. Happy Holidays. I’m leaving you in 2019.

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  57. I regret so much. I regret not breaking up with my now wife when I knew it was a lie. She messed around with my friend. I stayed because I had no confidence at the time. I am torn because part of me wants to leave her but we have 3 great kids and they would be destroyed. I also regret that I never fought for the one I can call the love of my life. What I would give to just talk to you. I wont cross that line. It’s been so many years. You have a family. I wont disrespect them or you by contacting you. I should have called you back when you reached out to tell me you were getting married.. I should have fought for you despite my controlling parent. I wish I had to do it all again. But, that’s not real. I would have given you so much more than him. So, that’s my personal agony. I am successful. I am very wealthy and I am numb because I am not sharing it with you. I worked hard to get where I am and I only now realize what fueled me was my drive to prove many people wrong and that maybe someday you would see what I accomplished and was proud of me. I am so screwed up, I know. 😦
    I have millions but I dont have you. That makes me poor in so many ways.

    I guess by being anonymous and writing the truth in a space where nobody gets hurt makes me feel a little better.

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  58. I regret not being able to be a mum to the kids we tried to adopt. I let them down and it breaks my heart for them and for me. I’m so sorry

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  59. When I was 18 years old, I fell in love with a beautiful, charming girl with lovely brown hair, stunning green eyes, and a smile that put me in a trance. Looking back, I think she probably felt the same way about me. The trouble was, I didn’t have the courage to go up to her and ask her out. After this experience, she stonewalled me forever and I will probably never see her again. What I regret most about this situation was that I couldn’t be the man I knew I could be, to stand up for myself, to be proactive about sharing my feelings with the girl I liked. It has been about 2 years since this all went down, and during that time, I have accomplished many goals and created a fulfilling life for myself. But I still look back, wondering if we’d still be together if I had just plucked up the courage to approach this girl who stole my heart. I dunno. Life goes on. Fuck this. I need to be more careful in the future. In the years since this happened, I’ve taken the time to educate myself on how to approach women, why relationships work in certain ways, and how to man up in times when I’d rather back down. I probably won’t ever see this girl again or be the boyfriend I knew I could be to her. But I have learned to be a better person since this time, have learned the lessons from the actions that caused me to fail in this prior situation, and am moving forward to bigger and better things. I really hope I can find someone like her again, because this time, I promise myself I will do it right. Much love.

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  60. When I was in high school, I was dating a girl, everything was dandy until we started sexting. I eventually got attached to sexual images that I ended up asking her best friend for pictures from her. From there, all hell broke loose, I was being stalked by the other girl’s boyfriend, running a danger without telling my parents anything. On top of that, I had lied about having some illness to my gf that I needed nude images to help with certain “biological” things. I kept that lie up for 6 months. When her friend came out about what I did, I did so much to hide my tracks (hacking devices, deleting text history, etc.) that she looked like she was lying. Eventually she went in a downward mental spiral and she got sent to a mental rehab school out of the state. It took me 6 months after this girl broke up with me to realize how shitty of a person I became. With this going on, I had to change my life and I did in a span of a year, because I disgraced everything I believed and represented as a christian. I am now comfortable to start sharing this story, because truth of reality is nobody can explain how scotch free I left that situation without there being a God to slap the shittiness out of me, point me towards guidance to start changing, face the backlash and learn how much of an idiot I was.

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  61. I regret not trying harder to stay with the love of my. We split up due to distance, but I can never forget you T. I thought these years would make it easier, but it just emphasised it more.
    I hope you’re living a full, and love filled life.
    And if things are tough, just try to believe in me that still believes in you everyday.
    E

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  62. I regret existing. What a fucking waste of a life. I should have been born on April Fool’s Day because I’m the best joke that God ever made.

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  63. Buenas tardes:
    Mi marido y yo hemos ahorrado mucho tiempo para construir la casa soñada. Hoy, estoy muy arrepentida de no haberlo hecho diferente, en vez de estar feliz sólo me causa angustia, ya que la arquitecta que elegimos cometió muchos errores y el dinero no fue suficiente. Mi insuperable angustia es no haber parado la obra en el inicio considerando los errores (supuestamente a ser corregidos durante el proceso) y hacer algo más pequeño que igual resultaría acogedora, con un hermoso jardin y no un elefante blanco que ocupa todo el terreno. Además me quedaría mucho dinero para destinarlo a otras cosas útiles. Esta obra ocasionó que nos quedemos sin dinero antes de finalizarla y peor aún el darme cuenta que ya mi esposo había entregado hasta nuestras reservas para el avance de las obras. El quería terminar la obra como sea para verme feliz. Hoy nos gastamos todo el dinero ahorrado mas nuestras reservas en una gran casa que tiene que ser malterminada y sin posibilidades de revenderla en el estado en que se encuentra. Estoy tan arrepentida porque pude haberla parado y hacerlo mejor. Es un sentimiento enorme de pérdida. Todo el tiempo estoy pensando que lo hubiera echo de esta manera y que lindo hubiera quedado de está otra forma y mi jardín con palmeras y mil ideas. Hasta ahora no entiendo como pasó esto, mientras tanto siento que estoy muy consternada. Que hago ahora? A nuestra edad es muy difícil recomenzar ya que tenemos más 50 años. Para muchos puede ser un tema trivial, sin embargo para mi es un enorme sentimiento de pérdida e inseguridad, no me deja dormir y temo enfermar. Saludos a todos.

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  64. Most of the problems in my life have come from my inability to move forward. There have been many important points in my life where my focus was on my past and my regrets, when my present and future were just begging for my attention. As you can probably imagine, thinking and behaving this way has cost me many significant opportunities in my life. I’ve let many people down, I’ve blown huge opportunities, and I’ve made egregious mistakes by not pulling m head out of the sand and being truly present in the here and now. I’ve lost a lot doing this, trust me. The most annoying part of all is that I even remember there was a time about 2 years ago where simply changing my mindset would have helped me avoid a lot of pain, difficulty, and failure. I remember fronting to the other people in my life that I should move on, but continuing to wallow in my past regrets and failures in private. God, that was such a huge mistake. I was such a moron for doing that. Because of that mindset, I lost a potential relationship, disappointed my parents multiple times, and let down one of the greatest track coaches I’ve ever had. I dunno. I’ll never know how much I lost by thinking and behaving this way for so long. Fuck this shit. I need to be more careful in the future. I’ve made a commitment to myself to always keep moving forward, and maybe my life will turn out better going forward. I’m really hoping for the best.

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  65. I regret not seeing the signs that I was being distant from you and that I was allowing the negativity of my past make their way into our relationship. I pray that someday soon, we can put this breakup behind us and I can be in your arms again.

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  66. I regret falling in love with a wrong guy and then feeling lonely about sharing my emotions with someone who understands and accepts me as I am (and best to this date).

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  67. I regret not asking out the sweet girl who loved me. I regret it so very, very much. L, I know I let you down. It breaks my heart for you and for me every day. I am so sorry. I could have been the man you could count on, the guy of your dreams. I could have provided for you, supported you, and welcomed you into my life. I know I had my chance with you. But I blew it all away. Was I scared? Inexperienced? Anxious? I don’t know why I didn’t just pluck up the courage to come talk to you, we could have had an amazing relationship, and It would have been awesome. I am now very successful, I have so many great things in my life, but I don’t have you. I realize I was very hurtful to both you and your family by not approaching you when I should have. If I ever see you again…maybe I will be the man you deserve? *Sighs* Oh, well. Life goes on I guess.

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  68. I regret not letting love win. I married at 18 to a wonderful and serious man who never won my heart over. I was young and always thought I would fall in love with him but I never did. Although I was completely dedicated to my marriage everyday became more of struggle. After 14 years I met someone at work. Instantly, like a rock falling from the sky I became infatuated. After we had know each other for a year I found out he felt the same way. You may know where this story is going. I became an adulterer, someone I never in my wildest dreams thought I would be. The worst part is that the first time we slept together it was the best loving of my life. I felt like I had missed out on a whole world of living. We slept together for 3 years before I felt that we couldn’t go on like this. I said my goodbyes and tried blocking him out my my life. I wanted to do the right thing. It’s been 4 years and everyday is agony. What do I regret more? Betraying my husband and my morals…or the fact that I betrayed my heart? The pandora box of my life is open. To this day I have never told my husband or anyone for that matter. You can have every comfort of life but without love it never blooms fully. I’ve only mentioned all this to the wind in hopes that it will someday carry away my pain.

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  69. I regret breaking up with the girl of my dreams because I was in a difficult place in my life and too scared to take a chance. It’s been over 25 years and I still think of her.

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  70. I don’t love my boyfriend of 8 years. I use him for security and stability. I treat him badly and at times I am verbally abusive to him. I don’t like the way he eats, walks or speaks. But yet, I can’t leave him because I will lose everything. He put me through schooling and till this day he takes care of me. At times I wish something happened to him so it would be easier For me to move on. I am also still in love with my ex husband of 16 years . I don’t want to be with him but I want him to want me.

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  71. I regret not asking for help from childhood bullying, verbal, sexual, emotional and physical abuse at home and at school. I regret listening to and allowing my mother to quash my dreams and letting her have control over my life. I regret that my dad was more concerned about his family name than me the youngest of his 3 kids from early childhood to present day. I resent and ultimately regret not saying anything to my mother when she told me I wasn’t pretty enough and that my older sister dressed down even on my wedding day!! I regret growing up in a ‘functioning’ alcoholic family where I was forgotten and left behind time and time again. I regret not learning to accept and love myself in spite of a crapa## biological family that has impeded on my own marriage and parenting. I regret having even been born…

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  72. I sneaked out with my ex-boyfriend and on a trip he convinced me to do it without a condom and I got pregnant. I had everything ready to travel in the next 2 months to Australia and live there 6 months (my first trip out the country) I feel that my stupid boyfriend did that to damage my trip, he wanted to keep me. When I saw it, without thinking about it, I wanted to abort, in my country it is not legal so we bought ilegal way medicine that I took and it did not work, so we went to a web stealth abortion where a doctor tried to convince us to not do it. Also, he made the ultrasound. After, I told them that we weren’t going to have an abortion, but the reality was that I took the leftover pills and there was only colics. Then, from that I decided to pay an ultrasound to be an arm of what I was not, but that doctor ,with extensive experience, told me that it was a single-bag pregnancy, that there was never anything inside. That is why the pills did not work and there was only waiting for the bag to be thrown away one day. The problem was that i spent 4 months as a pregnant, almost 5 with symptoms and the whole normal process. I had to travel like this but without saying, was a crappy trip. In Australia I got fat , I eat without control sometimes, cry and slept with many mens but that only made me feel worse. I even had trouble getting a job because of my insecurity, an old men paid me for a massage but his disgusting dick touched my hand, his intentions were different and I had to finish quick and try to receive the money and fleeing only to me I was detected getting into that house trusting that I was an innocent grandfather and I was saved from a rape, I was very stupid. Then another one looked for me to work and summoned me in an apartment, thanks to heaven he did nothing to me, I only worked on computers, but then he persecuted me and threatened to report me for robbery when I was fake, just because I didn’t sleep with him because he mentioned me again in another apartment and began to send insinuating messages. After this I lost my confidence and I had to return to my country, since that I am not the same. It’s like I won’t get over it, I feel bad and I don’t know why. Nature did not want it and the dad was a jerk but it was horrible to carry that, then throw the bag in the bathroom alone and feel myself dying from the bleeding. My trip did not enjoy it as it took. When I returned I had to lie to my mother, family and doctors about why I was breastfeeding, had iron problems and they treated me. I improved in health but from there I will develop atopic dermatitis, insecurity to talk with people, low self esteem and anxiety and this affects my life a lot and I can said to a profesional because sounds quite ilegal , also I thought about say to my sister but I want to keep this secrets but maybe thats the reason of my sickness now. Thanks for this page it’s my first step for trying to recover myself.

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  73. i regret most forcing abuse on myself when i was 15/16 because i didn’t think the pain from what i was already going through was “bad enough.” and i wanted to have a legitimate reason for the way i felt. so when i was 15 i had ran away from the situation into a worse one, and i thought i needed to get rent money by selling my body to a 30 year old stranger who tortured me in a cheap hotel for a night. i did the same thing a few times when i was 16 for drug money. but now that i’m 18, clean and living a good life again, i have this voice in my head that just wants to tell someone i’m close to. so they really “know” me and maybe understand and comfort me. in reality it wouldnt make it any better, but i want to tell them anyway. i told my ex bf and he just called me stupid. idk why i wanted to be a victim so badly, but it was my own conscious decision, regardless of statutory rape laws or anything it was still my own fault. and that makes it so much worse.

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  74. I regret thinking that you were different and falling for you too quickly. You made me believe in love again and then you took it away. You’re just like the rest of them. How foolish of me to believe that someone would actually want to love…me. How foolish of me.

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  75. I regret introducing you to my mom as a kid because how was I to know how abusive you were mentally, emotionally and physically. I regret not letting the bullet injure or kill you when you took me, her and your mother for shooting practice in the desert though your mother was hoping for it to happen. I regret not encouraging my mom to leave you a long time ago so we wouldn’t have become homeless for two years because of your meth habit. I regret not seeing all the harm you would do to MY family because drugs, affairs and abuse was what you desired most in the world.

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  76. I regret having kids without being married first. It’s caused them development trauma and instability. There have been challenges that have stemmed from being a single parent and life has been hard – had I got married first, it would be easier and the kids would have more stability.

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  77. I regret having my only child(daughter) at 19yrs old because she turned out to be very disrespectful and a spoiled brat and I literally hate her…. I regret having an abortion 2yrs after having that child bcuz the child I aborted might have been the child that respected me… I regret being raised in a disfuctional household where my oldest sister and half brother (he’s dead now, thank God) molested me all my life… I regret that I’ve tried all my 56yrs of my life trying to love the family I was born in bcuz I hate them all….

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  78. I have spent two years with a regret that consumes my every moment. I have not slept through the night for two years. Two years ago, I was living a good life, earning good money. For reasons I cannot rationalise, against the will of my husband and daughter, I insisted on moving back to my ‘home’ country. I have ruined the chances of success for my daughter (now 9 years old) as there are no opportunities in this country and the education is terrible. There is no work for me, so I am broke. My parents and brothers – who I thought were important for my daughter to grow up with – have turned out to be horrible to her, me and my husband. So, after having worked myself to the bone for the opportunity for a better life, I threw it all away and ended up where I started from. I would move back but my husband refuses and besides, I doubt I would get the necessary visas. My husband says I am unreliable and he is right. He is so angry at me for ruining everything. Every night I simply can’t believe that I have brought this nightmare to my daughter.

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  79. I regret ever getting in contact with my biological father in eighth grade. Automatically he started promising me things that I shouldn’t have believed and eventually I did realize that he was being a complete and utter lying asshole. He started to say things about my mom and about the family who helped raise me and my older brother that started pissing me off. He is very illiterate and it took forever to decipher his messages and then he got his then girlfriend, now wife to go after me and my mother specifically and she tries to be my mother every time she talks to me and he tries to get me to be on his side by saying my mother raised me wrong and that my entire family is a bunch of abusive idiots and that he will always love me even though I am an “ungrateful whore”. I found out he has never paid child support and I recently found out that he might be dying but, not to be insensitive, I honestly wish I knew definitively that he is so that when I’m invited to his funeral, I’ll go there and read all of his messages to me to his family. I want them to see who he really is.

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  80. I regret ever letting my mom find out that I’d never lied about the sezual abuse I’d suffered from the age of 3,the stress caused her to have a heart attack the same day ,if she had died I would have been a murderer, id rather live my days being thought a wicked evil liar than the guilt of her death on my conscience

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  81. I regret having sex with my husband’s best friend even though my hubby was going to ask his best friend to do this…my husband told me that he didn’t want to have sex with me anymore so he was going to ask his best friend to have sex with me…when I told my husband his friend and I did have sex my husband didn’t seem to care. This is something that I have had to live with for years…I hate my self for doing this…it was years ago but I can’t seem to let it go…I have never done this with anyone else since…it made me a different person…my moral code change with the help of Jesus for which I am thankful for..

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  82. I regret not addressing my anxiety sooner because now I’m just getting it at 37. I’m alone and never dated. I’m afraid of working for someone other than my Dad.

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  83. I regret breaking up with you.
    I was almost seventeen, we had been dating over a year. You were in the navy. We had a love story, and it was amazing. We had a plan. A future.
    My girlfriends convinced me I was too young, I would miss out on “so much” … and they won. I doubted myself, I doubted you, and heartbreakingly enough, I doubted us. I let you go. I broke your heart as if it were a movie scene. You called me and said it was raining, but standing in the rain to talk to your girl was worth it. I had mulled the conversation over in my head a hundred times that day. I swear to god I heard your heart shatter , when I told you I was “too young” . I spent my adult years trying to find another “you” . I’m 44 now, and you still consume 50% of my thoughts. Every day. You friend requested me on fb, and I accepted . I regret doing that, as well. OUR dreams we once shared, you have made come true with someone else. And now I can see the pictures, and I am not the one in them. I did it to myself. I had real , true, absolute love…. I played with it, and lost.

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  84. I regret never leaving you. Every morning i wake up alone because you dont want to share a bed with me, or even a room. You yell and punch me when i try and play with you and seak out some kind of affection. I regret not having the guts to leave you 1 of the many times ive packed all my stuff to leave. I regret letting you do this to me

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  85. I regret not being a better role model for my two daughters that I love unconditionally. They don’t want me in their lives. I missed my oldest daughter’s wedding and the birth of my grandson. I was a great mom most of their lives but I let depression and anxiety and trauma control several years of my life with them.

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  86. I regret never telling an adult that my mothers boyfriend was molesting me and my 2 younger sisters. The follow on effect for us all, is that we have all chosen similar type men in our lives. I became a rebellious kid, and left home and married at 16. My first husband had affairs and was controlling, my second husband had affairs and was abusive. My sisters have married similar men, and now at 60 they still controlled and bullied. I’ve been single for over 20:years because I do not trust myself to choose a decent man. My children have suffered through my 2 dysfunctional marriages, and I can see the effects it has had in their lives. I’m angrier with my mother now I’m 62, than I’ve ever been.
    We all knew it had happened to each other, but had not really spoken about it until recently. Last month, I found out that our mother used to take my 2 sisters to this mans hotel room.. and he used to molest them there. I’m so angry with her now, that I can barely look at her. We have decided that at 88 it’s probably a waste of time confronting her. Tomorrow, she is coming to visit me at my home and bringing her latest boyfriend… I’ll bight my tongue , or at least I will try.
    This woman, raised 8 kids, after our father died when I was 6. We have all turned out pretty well, and she constantly says how proud she is of how we turned out. If only she knew how I really feel about her.
    Biggest regret. I should have told my grandfather. He would have knocked that bastard into next week.

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  87. I regret the 4 major relationships I’ve had. My first love, my first boyfriend when I was 17 who I was absolutely, totally in love with for 8 years and I never understood why our relationship was like a roller coaster ride, only to find out the reason for this ride was because he was bi sexual. The second, a man who absolutely loved me but when his career in the entertainment business took off and he ended up falling for a major Hollywood movie star, they got engaged and I was left hanging. She was older than him and the news of their engagement was all over the entertainment TV shows and in magazines. She also was in a box office hit movie so they were everywhere, Academy Awards, etc. Seeing them together knowing how much in love he was in me was crushing and it took me a few years and therapy to get through it. My third was my first husband who ended up being a drug addict. My fourth was my second husband of 17 years. He was an alcoholic but my love for him made me make a decision to stay and endure. In our 14th year I had a nervous breakdown. He couldn’t handle me being sick so he left. I am now 63 years old, alone and lonely. I have to take psychotropics to get thru my life. I regret making 4 bad decisions has left me damaged, anxious and depressed. I will not allow myself to fall for anyone for fear of being hurt again. Four times is enough

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  88. I regret leaving my ex husband who was very abusive to me because I was the only one who could get him to take care of his illness and after I left he continually got infections, grew worse, and within a few years even with hospital care he died. It broke the heart of our son and even myself. I love my current husband and I he has loved me back to healing but I feel like I killed my ex by leaving.

    F 33

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  89. I regret knowing at 40 getting pregnant with you increased your risks of medical and mental diagnoses Significantly and still feeling invincible I got pregnant now you struggle with many of the issues I was warned about. You struggle everyday just being you and mom guilt is eating me up inside. I am sorry I did this to you my lil love

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  90. I regret marrying my husband. We were highschool sweethearts. He cheated on me twice during highschool, and I stayed. Then we got married… Had children… And he did it again and again and again. I still stayed. I left last year, and was ready to file and be done… But my daughter got sick and was in the hospital… I felt like it was my fault for leaving and causing her too much stress. Since I’ve been back he has been angry… Hateful…. violent. He hasn’t hit me, yet. But he punches things around me. Throws things. He doesn’t want me to hang out with anyone, even female friends. I feel so trapped, and I don’t know how to get out. My children are the only good thing to come from this marriage. I’m feel so stuck and I don’t know what to do.

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  91. My Mom had severe dementia and I was her caretaker at her home under hospice care. Her meds left her worse so they took her into the hospice unit to try different meds I did not go with her. They basically loaded her with fental and morpine and the doctor advised I should not take her home. That surely meant death. I did insist on taking her home but the meds put her in a coma and death. I regret not going to the hospital with her, happened in 2010 and I still regret it in 2020

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  92. I regret not forcing my grown son (23) to go to the doctor or hospital for what appeared to be nothing more than a cold. He died in his sleep almost a year ago. Maybe his death couldn’t have been prevented but maybe it could have.

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  93. in 1975 at 18 I married ,had a daughter, in 1977 at 20 I was 5 months pregnant and a widow. I had a son . I didn’t know how to survive day to day , emotionally shut down was never able to show affection , love or even human kindness I regret that I failed him most of all. we don’t seen to be able to connect and that’s my fault too people who know him tell me he is a kind loving dad, husband , friend. I don’t see him , or even talk to him I hurt him and I am sorry and I pray someday he can forgive me

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  94. I regret not taking a day off to kill you when I had the chance. Because of my dedication to my position, I lost my chance at payback, and you went ahead and died a natural death. I will die with the taste of allowing you to die a natural death until the day I die.

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  95. I regret being raped 3 times.First when I was 16 still a virgin and a so called friend did it.He held me with a knife and raped me. Later on when I was 19 a so called friend raped me then called his friend in to get a turn. I never spoke on it but alot of my mental issues are due to all of this but still I keep my mouth shut.I am 54 now and still cope alone with this and I see the faces of one of my rapist on facebook even tried to friend request me

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  96. My biggest regret is… not breaking every beer bottle i seen my dad with. He passed away from liver failure when i was 16 and my mom on her birthday when i was 9. I was sent to live with my aunt and told my mom would be joining us when she was better..they knew she wasnt coming but i didnt. The same woman who was appointed guardianship was my worst nightmare. She would make comments in my dairy. She once told me to get over my moms death because i was upsetting everyone. She didnt come to my grade 8 grad because i wasnt her kid. She would call me fat and a slut for sitting with any guy friends outside because i wasnt allowed friends in like her kids were. it got so much worse. I regret not sticking up to my aunt. she was a bully and no one knew finally ended up with my dad. I would try to find all his hiding spots but i was 16 and had to go to school so he had free time. I regret not just staying home with him and finishing school after as an adult. I would trade my teen years for my father any day. Another regret. My brother was blind and autistic and i wish i had visited him more he passed away a year after my father in the same hospital bed the tape was still on the walls from where i hung pictures for my dad the year before. My lucky number is 3 and i picked the worst one. My mom died on the 3rd month 3rd day . My dad died in bed 3 and so did my brother. They say good things come in 3s but im not so sure to look at it like they are out of pain and suffering in this world they all had a battle before they passed away. My biggest regret is not spending as much time as possible with them. To anyone reading this. hold your family close. Im now 28 and have 2 kids, for anyone going threw this , it gets better I promise.

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  97. I regret being so immature and missing so many opportunities when I was younger. I’ve had to learn the hard way that my life is my own, and I need to take charge of it. I just wish I could have realized that sooner.

    M/20

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  98. I regret saying no to a job offer not because I didn’t like it, but instead because I was afraid of accepting it. This because I thought I was not prepared or feeling I wasn’t not enough, basically insecurity, fear of leaving my confort zone and standing out between my friends and peers.

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  99. I regret more everyday how no matter how you seem to actually finally try and make efforts to behave like somewhat normal spouse, it’s still not good enough. You’ve pushed me, avoided dealing like a decent spouse and father for so long now, letting us down and costing us more money for so long that not matter what you do, to try to win my heart back, or get laid. It’s just simply not ever good enough and I still don’t want to be with you. I push myself to be what u consider acceptable intimacy not wanting anything more to do with you non the less. I still think we’d be better off without you. I still know that if there were ever a day that the man whom I fell hopelessly in love with, at a distance, simply watching and learning who/ what he was/stood for, dispite his avoidance with me/humiliating me, were to ever have a true change of heart. I would not hesitate to be in his arms and once again be willing to finally end it all with you. Not for him….but because of you and where you brought us to and through. Trying to make up for years of disappointments, losses, shame and constant difficulties & extra stress all due to you and your hideous ways of being the biggest drama queen ever known before tv was brought to life, has distorted and horribly molested what happiness could/should have been within our history/life. Lucky for you, this man didn’t want me… you should be thanking him instead of making puns his way

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  100. I regret getting married to my current wife. I also regret the career I chose for myself. I regret not telling my first love how I truly felt about her.

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  101. I regret for having been there for you for the past five years. Through your heroin addiction to the times your family thought ill of me because you lied to them to the numerous times I came home and found your boyfriend there, I stayed with you because I didn’t want you to lose everything. I should have let you crash and burn because, now that you’re pulling your life together and realize what I have been through and proclaim your love for me, I cannot tell you I love you because I don’t. I am bitter.

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  102. I regret that I haven’t found a passion in life because I’m to afraid to try something new because of being judged or made fun of .

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  103. I regret saying yes to a first date, second, third until it became a relationship. 2 years in we bought a house together. He was wealthy, I am not, he put the majority of the $$ down for the house. This turned out house into his house. Nothing I did was Good enough. My car, my weight, my style, my sense of humor. We rented my house out and by the time I saw the signs I was stuck w/ no place to go. He cheated on me, gas lighted me and in the end abandoned me with no car and no $$. I struggled to stay sane and healthy. He told his family and friends awful things and they all turned on me. It was like 4 years never happened. Just pain and anguish to show for it. He began calling me names (disappointing, lazy, crazy, a cunt) I regret how long he’s had a hold on me. I regret the abuse I put up with. I regret loosing myself to such a low class spoiled rich kid. I regret his existence and that I acknowledged him. I regret the time he took and that he still has residency in my thoughts. I regret that my current boyfriend pays for the last guys mistakes. I regret……

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  104. My regret or should I say regrets is that I had 3 abortions by two different men. I wanted all these children but at the time both men were in their own relationships and had children already and I thought it wouldn’t be fair to me them or the children so I made the choice to terminate the pregnancies. Now I’m 51 and can’t have any children anymore and those pregnancies were my only chance to be a mother. I think about them every day and cry about it. I feel that me being upset every day is my punishment to myself.

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  105. I’ve been in a relationship for 10 years….I regret marrying my husband. I didn’t know my worth back then, but now I do. He’s okay with giving me bare minimum effort in our relationship and always has. It’s my fault that I let it go this far. I feared that no one would ever marry me or want to be with me. We have daughters and I constantly have to remind him that he has to be the man to them as he wants to see them with when they get older. I shouldn’t have to do that. He doesn’t wear his wedding ring, sleep in our bed or communicate with me about anything of importance. I’m not perfect by any sense of the word, but I at least try to make him feel good. I Told him it’d be a good idea to give my step daughter something special for Valentine’s Day and he did; but he had nothing planned for me, not even just a movie or a conversation. I desperately want to get out but I don’t want to ruin my kids by splitting up our home but this isn’t t a healthy relationship for them to emulate. I’m just hurt and sad. My abusive ex never once made me question his love for me and even saying that makes me sick to my stomach. I’ve done all I can do. I’m done!

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  106. I regret falling in love with my brother in law. Now, My husband was very violent with me would beat me . It’s not an excuse, but it’s his only brother so I turn to him for help, We instead got closer than intended . While I was dealing with my husbands aggressive behavior. I. Slept with my brother in law.,got pregnant. Things Got worse with my husbands behavior,getting ready to leave him He finally told me why he was violent and aggressive with me, all while I was preparing to just leave. and move on, alone with my guilt. It turns out that he had a secret of his own . He was rape by three man while 13 years old He then threaten to kill him self feeling guilty because all the harm he cause me ..so I felt the lowest of all humanity. We are are both still together and He is rising his nephew thinking is his son. My self worth is doom. My brother in law continue to seek my attention .. I cut all my ties and since then Married, but. He does know about His son. Crazy Life is one hell of a drug. F 30’s

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  107. My biggest regret is getting married at 19, and divorced at 21. My regret is making excuses for his infatuation with underage girls, allowing him to destroy my self esteem so young, and allowing him to keep enough power over me afterwards to send me into a year long spiral into drugs. I regret that now I still don’t feel like a better person, even after graduating college, or getting the car of my dreams. I regret that now I don’t know how to love or be loved by another person because of what I’ve been through. I regret that I can’t see things for what they are, and instead overanalyze every situation until I talk myself out of taking any kind of leap. I regret the life that I lead where I constantly let myself down.

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    • Thank you for sharing. Your post means more to me than you know. I hope soon you realize that you’re enough just as you are and worthy of true love. 🙂

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  108. it is another year Gladys. march 14 has always been special to me, it is a day you should be treated like like it is your birthday, I bet you are still very pretty and I have always wished to talk to you, but i know I can not, I do not want to complicate your life, but you should know you are always in my heart

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  109. I regret cheating on my girlfriend of many years. I love her and can’t tell her. I don’t want to end our relationship. And I don’t want to break her heart.

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  110. I regret not listening to my heart and diving into love. I’m afraid I might’ve lost the most incredible person I’ve ever met.

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  111. As a high schooler, I regret so many things: spending so much time in my head, that academics and getting into college were my 4 years ambition to the exclusion of eveything else.

    I wish I had taken time to learn how to do something with my body (ballet classes?), rather than let the cultivation of high school knowledge be the end-all, be all in my teen years. I was (and am, still) such a prolific writer, singer, and artist, so why did I limit myself? I feel like that girl from “Pump Up The Volume”, who chucks all of her medals and accolades in the microwave and blows up the kitchen after she nukes them!

    I wish I had stuck with the violin past 5th grade, and had allowed myself to continue as an orchestra student.

    I wish I had learned how to stand up for myself to classmates and adults who did not have my best interests at heart. Funny how they tell you to do these things, yet they don’t teach you how, and to do it in such a way that doesn’t require you being punished, the way secondary school targets almost always are.

    I wish I had had the abiity to locate geuine friends, rather than the ones I lumped myself with out of convenience.

    I wish I had had someone to sit me down when the time came to choose a college major and say: “I think you would make a wonderful librarian!”, rather than come to that reality after I wasted two semesters in nursing school. Thank god I was able to correct that mistake in time, the best decision I ever made in my life!

    Most importantly, I wish I hadn’t made my high school crush hate my guts by by freezing and going deer in headlights when he approached me in the library and admitted he also liked to leaf through the unabridged dictionary to look up new words. I could have had a wonderful friend or future husband, now I will never know!

    There, those are all of my regrets. Like the elderly woman telling her story in “The Vagina Monologues”, I feel so much better now.

    Woman, 44

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    • Hey girl!

      I totally feel you but hey this is something that literary happened like 25 years ago, and let me tell you something: your crush has moved on so did you. Maybe you would have gotten together with him, maybe no and maybe you guys would have splitted like most teenage couples do so don’t regret something your teenage self because teenage years are literary for learning how to live, of making mistakes and building your real life so honey don’t be mad about it, just enjoy your adult life as possible (with responsability ofc :P)

      Take care!

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      • Thank you.

        I suppose being holed up due to a pandemic could bring on ridiculous regrets.

        Again, thank you for your sage advice.

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  112. I regret not leaving my ex sooner. I stayed with him longer than I should’ve because subconsciously I was beyond attracted to his Older brother. I even almost married my ex. I hoped my attraction would eventually simmer and I’d consider him my own brother but it never did. Even 1 year after that 5 year relationship I still think about him. And how perfect he was for me. And how it should’ve been him. We are just like eachother. And I wish I could say “ hey ****, I’ve loved you everyday since I met you. You might not know it, but you are the person for me. “ we’re both broken in the same ways and we’re both fixing it. He is the strong, independent, intelligent, romantic man I’d always wanted but I just made the mistake of picking the wrong brother.

    22F

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  113. I regret contacting you. I should have shredded that receipt with your phone number written on it and kept moving. I should have known better.

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  114. I regret lying to you. You asked me if I ate your food, I said yes and you let that slide. But then you asked if I used your cosmetics, I didn’t have the courage to admit that. Using your stuff without your permission has agonized me for a long time. You confronted me and I wasn’t able to admit I did it. I think if I had told you that, you might not kick me out of the room or tell others about it but you might very well would say you were disappointed in me. How could I look at you with a straight face when I lied to you? I’m sorry.

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  115. I regret getting married and having children. I hate it. I hate all of it. It’s too much stress, too much parenting differences, too many conflicts that never seem to get resolved, too much of people who are so ungrateful for everything I do for them. I regret not going to college elsewhere, closer to someone I loved but never met. I regret not being crazy enough to take that chance on him. I regret not knowing what life would have been like had I taken that route. I regret motherhood and seeing what a horrible job I’ve apparently done, despite everything I’ve tried to do right. I wish I’d never had kids and just dedicated myself to serving in the community. Maybe someone out of all those people in this city would have at least been grateful, and my life would have been worth something. But now I’m too overwhelmed to figure out what to do or how to change anything in my life. A smart woman with a college degree and nothing to show for it because I got married and had kids and we moved for HIS job multiple times. But now I am trapped in a life I hate with no way to support myself.

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  116. I regret staying alive. I’ve been suicidal for the majority of my life. I was an ugly loser during my youth and nothing changed when I became an adult. I’m still an ugly loser. Nothing changed at all. I should have ended my life after my first ideation. There wouldn’t have been any traumatic memories from high school. I would have been dead before attending. I wasted all of these years staying alive just to suffer. I’ll never be successful. I’ll never be attractive. I’ll never be happy. I’ll never be anything but an ugly fucking loser.

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  117. My secret regret was dismissing my depression and anxiety all throughout high school and refusing to get the help I needed because “others have it worse than me” I guess I just felt guilty feeling the way I did. I still do. But I’m working on it.

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  118. I regret making a horrible moral decision sexually with my dog when I was younger. This pet was very meaningful to me and my family and to this day I don’t know what could have compelled me to do this but just purely bad decision making and a warped sense of right and wrong. I know now that it is awful and I would never even think about doing this today. I still feel caught up in the shame and blame despite it being in the past, but i am determined to not let it define me and who I am now.

    M/16

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  119. I regret yelling at my mom as a teenager. We had just left my counselors office at the time, and had been working through some really heavy emotional content.

    When we got outside after my session was over, I got so angry with my mom, blaming her for so many things that had gone wrong in my life. My mom really is the best person I know and she didn’t deserve to have her own son shout at her. Life isn’t always fair, but I certainly wasn’t evening the odds by getting pissed off at the one person who could help me.

    We’ve both moved on since that time, but I know the damage I’ve done. I can never take it back. I feel like she’s probably never forgotten about that. I’m so sorry mom. It was a moment of weakness that I will regret for a lifetime. I’m so sorry.

    -Your son (M, 20)

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    • I told my mom I hated her when I was in grade 6. That was the first time I saw she cried. She closed the door to her room as I withdrew in my room. Words do hurt. I guess that’s why I’m always extra careful withholding my feelings of anger. But that’s beside the point. I just want to share my story. I think everyone has a memory or more of hurting people they love the most. There’s no need to sugarcoat those experiences. They were hurtful for everyone involved. Will I want to hurt someone I love that badly again? Of course not. But what happened happened. We can also choose to see incidents like them as opportunities to learn to forgive people and ourselves.

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      • Thank you for sharing this. I guess learning from these experiences and using them to become better people going forward is really all we can do.

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  120. We met in high school, fell in love on the track field, had our first kiss on new years. He stayed loyal and always loved me even though I constantly broke his heart and left, dated other guys. I told my whole family and all my friends I was going to marry him one day… I struggled with the idea of long distance, listened to two friends from high school and I broke up with him when I left three months ago now for college.

    FIVE YEARS – you truly don’t know what you have till it’s gone – MY BEST FRIEND, MY BOYFRIEND, MY FUTURE HUSBAND… now he has cut me out of his life completely, I would give ANYTHING to have him back in my life.

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  121. I regret not addressing my mental illness (bipolar ll) before it ruined my wife’s pregnancy. I thought I had it under control but it unleashed its full potential, I became the worst person I’ve ever known and ruined what should’ve been one of the richest experiences of our lives.

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  122. Mi arrepentimiento es por mi trabajo, mi jefe es mi pareja hace 5 años. El me ayudo mucho y me dio un puesto en su empresa a la vez vivimos juntos por años. La relacion es buena pero siendo su empleada en su empresa me daba ordenes y me hacia cumplir horarios. Me molestaba mucho y nuestra relacion era poco seria. Debido a mis malos tratos y falta de respeto hacia e el y a los demas empleados me hacia la viva por ser la mujer del jefe me odian todos…
    Pasa que ahora yo deje el trabajo que tenia donde ganaba un buen sueldo en blanco y hoy por hoy sigo trabajando pero se me bajo el sueldo. Y lo hago de manera freelance.
    Me tiene muy mal esto, casi no me deja dormir la culpa que tengo de no haber hecho las cosas mejor y valorarlas. Valorar mi trabajo mas que nada. Y no mesclar mi relacion con el trabajo. Perdi gran oportunidad de mejorar el puesto ganar mas plata y tener otras oportunidades. Me siento pobre hoy. Me siento que no pertenezco a nada… me sali de todos los grupos laborales. Hasta del grupo que tenia con mi pareja de familia y proyectos. Soy una persona horrible…mala.
    Quiero dejar de tener este comportamiento tan triste … que no me deja en paz. Me arrepiento tanto de ser soberbia y no escuchar mejor. Todos me dijeron de no dejar de trabajar…de no renunciar. Y yo aun asi sabiendo el puesto y la ganancia que tenia me hice la rebelde y perdi todo me perjudique.

    Estoy intentando cambiar…

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  123. i dont want to brag but i am pretty good looking and people at my school tell me that i am good looking..i even get many proposals…but this one guy was way too sticky.. literally hated him….he used to stalk me and sometimes even tried to touch me in a way in which i was a bit uncomfortable….i didn’t tell my friends cause i thought my popular image will ruin.. so i let everything go on..but i was so fed up that i spread rumours about me dating a guy who was not in our school…everyone believed me..that guy stoped stalking me too..i was glad but i didn’t know that i had put myself into a mess…everyone wanted to meet him..so i showed them a pic of a random guy i found on a dating app…for few months it was normal but one day when i reached school i saw that the guy whom i called my bf was wearing my schools uniform…i was scared to hell..i went to him and told him everything … he was extremely pissed and scolded me for a long ass time..but eventually gave in cause he pittied me..now we are officially dating for a year and my hub has even beat the shit out of my bloody stalker and i am living happily but i still regret the fact that i lied to eceryone and used someone else pic in an inappropriate way..it was nice of my bf that he agreed otherwise i would have ruined not only my image but also his image…i request if someones assaulting ou,you should go and tell it to someone…dont deal with it in your own way….just see what a mess igot myself into…

    lol it was kind of messed up shit…ha ha ha aha aha ha aha

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  124. I regret a lot of things about my self, i regret not taking care of myself when i could, i regret doing drugs repeatedly in 2017 and 2018, i regret having sex with strangers, trying to hide the real me. i was hiding the guy who was stressed out and unwilling to marry. i regret confessing all this to my best friend and he didn’t help me at all, and just leave me there with my problems, i regret saying all this to a not-so-close-friend who i think is going to blackmailed me. i’m very ashamed that my parents find out all this because in the first place and above all we are christians.

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    • Hi,

      I don’t really know what to say, but right now, what we can do is to breathe. Take deep breaths. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. I’m taking deep breaths as I’m typing this.

      It must have felt terrible confessing to your best friend to feel let down. It must have been so hard for you to be stressed out already and feel like you could find no help anywhere. I think what we’ve gone through are different. But I believe some types of pain can feel somewhat the same, the pain of living not true to yourself, the pain of not being able to tell others about your problems, your feelings, the pain of feeling conflicted, the pain of wanting to move on but somehow not being able to and so on.

      You know, you already did a very good self-care act by talking about your regrets here. You let your thoughts out of your head, your mind thanked you for that. It became less stressed even just a bit. A bit counts.

      I also want to say that it’s okay to feel regret. It’s okay to feel painful. It’s okay to feel ashamed. Feelings are your allies. They want to protect you. Some part of you may not protect you in the way some other part wants to. They may disagree with each other about what’s the best for you. But they do want the best for you.

      Breathe in and breathe out 🙂

      You did another good job of taking care of yourself 🙂

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  125. Male/ 28
    I’ve been called gay for most of my life but today 4/29/2020 I’ve committed my first gay act. I had sex with a transsexual. It was weird and it’s not for me. Like I’ve watch tranny(for lack of a better word) porn and liked it but actually doing it is not for me. And as a black male I feel weak smh. But now I can say with certainty it’s not for me.

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  126. I regret everything that led to me losing my old friends. I miss everyone. I should have nurtured our friendships. They meant a lot to me and I regret not telling them that while they were still around.

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  127. Female / 32
    im such a horrible human being. im in a relationship for 9 years. i Cheated with A. We both are in a long term relationship and were not satisfied. I cheated everyday, as we see each other all the time. And we shared many moments together. A got me to share some of my deepest darkest secrets and tough memories that i kept to myself, even my partner does not know about it. Because it was so painful. I let A in. And i knew his secrets too. Over the months i fell for him, hard. But we have always contemplated to stop cheating and never got to it. The sex was great. I never felt more alive and passionate. He pushed me hard for my career, we had intellectual conversations that i never could with my partner. And we always encouraged each other to talk to our partners about the problems and tried to improve it.

    I did, and deep down i knew it would never work out. The most disgusting part of me, is that my partner tried, he tried so hard. But i still could not accept him. Every time i wanted to break up, he cries so badly, and my heart breaks. I couldn’t do it.

    One day A decided that we should stop, because we both were conflicted and sad. He started crying too. I knew that he was the one for me, oh trust me, i know how naive this sounds. That its infatuation etc. But i know, its not, i have such a connection with A. He was so guilty because he sort of initiated this whole thing with me and he knows that i love him , but his feelings for me are not as strong. He still loves his partner more.

    And there i was, i didn’t want him to feel guilty and sad. So i kept quiet and agreed. I am devastated. I pretended i was fine so that he felt better. And he did. He moved on.

    I regret not telling A and fighting for A. I regret fucking up and not ending my relationship sooner. I regret hurting my boyfriend up till now.

    I think i deserve this, i can’t eat and sleep well for months and cried everyday.
    A thinks everything is fine because we see each other everyday. but i’m secretly hurting so bad. Help. What should i do? I don’t want to put him through this pain again. Maybe i should just suffer alone.

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    • Yeah having an affair isn’t real love. It’s literally the crystallization of oxytocin, dopamine and serotonin levels. And it’s a character defect. People that have affairs are selfish. Why not end their relationships first before exploring one with another party?

      Maybe you need your pain to teach you a lesson of acting like a mature and kind adult.

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    • Oh my, please don’t mind what other people commented. There can be hundreds of reasons why someone cheats and people are very quick to point fingers.

      You must have had suffered a lot. When in doubt, do not make decisions. Nothing good ever comes out of it.

      Give yourself time to contemplate on what happened. I know you feel hurt right now. It’s terrible feeling all alone and not being able to tell anyone about this. You may feel better and hurt again and that may repeat many many times. You may feel like you’ll never be able to get out of this dizziness if you don’t do something. Yes, there’s something you can do. In the moment you calm down even just a little bit, be aware of it. How do you feel at that time? How does your head feel? How does your face feel? How does your neck feel? How does your chest feel? How do your arms feel? How does your stomach feel? How do your legs feel? How do your feet feel? Feel your body. Be present with yourself. You may not be able to stay aware for long but that’s okay. Sometimes we feel too hurt we don’t know what to do and don’t want to do anything. Take it easy. One thing at a time. Heal your body and your mind will follow suit.

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  128. I’m getting divorced. He cheated. It got ugly. He hurt me. I hurt him. I posted her information online. And broke something of his that was irreplaceable and very special.

    Everybody says I’m doing the right thing.

    I repainted over his man cave living room this weekend.

    And he’s had other issues in the past.

    Today he signed the paperwork. Without a fight.

    I just wanted him to fight for us.

    Part of me knows I can’t be married to this man because I can’t trust him. But a small screaming voice makes me think I’m making a mistake.

    I miss my best friend.

    I pray I’m making the right decision.

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  129. I regret that watching porn has mentally and physically drained me. Also, I should report my stepfather to Welfare. Unfortunately, my mom was damage and also but didn’t have the will power to fight back or help me. My stepfather was the main cause to be a disturbed person. He the one show me porn at a fragile age. He the one who physically abuse me to point I could die. He was a bad role model when it comes to loving women. He robbed my childhood and I came to a terrible person at a young age. What hurts me and haunts me the most is hurting my own family members. It’s been 30 years, there two people I hurt them the most. Are damaged or lost? I don’t know If they forgive me, and what has I done to them. I was not fully mature or physically mature at the time. I know what I did was wrong and immortal. In addition, I disconnect with reality or humanity. Because of him. If wasn’t stepdad wasn’t in the picture or my life. I could become a different person or have a decent life.

    Now. I received therapy, but late in life. I wish I could receive help sooner or in times of need. I learned my lesson, but at the same time it killing mentally, Until the time comes when I face them in the future. I tell them the real truth and ask for forgiveness. It not easy, but more damaged them I am.

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  130. I have a lot… but my biggest Regret is being mean.. and an asshole to the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with… after my mother left me.. I had no one except her.. I mean she did everything to keep me off the streets when we were in high school and well after my mom left we found out we were pregnant.. but…. soon after we found out she told her mom and she threatened her and she got an abortion and I didn’t have any say in it it just felt like everything was leaving me I guess and then I pushed everyone away I became mean really mean like I became the person I hated the most we were together for 5 years. We had a son.. I didn’t know what love was till he was born… I named him Atticus ❤️ He’s a wild thing haha but I was still depressed and still pushing everyone away.. I haven’t seen my son in over 2 years she hates me I don’t blame her.. I haven’t taken her to court bc well the last time I talked to her she told he to stay away never come back they don’t need me they don’t want me.. he’s only 3 he will never remember me.. I stay away bc I’m scared.. I know I was a piece of shit I know I deserve to have nothing… I know I deserve everything shes done to me for revenge.. I’m rebuilding my entire life.. and I just don’t have the balls to take her to court and them Deny me I wouldn’t be able to take it I rather just not know so my biggest regret is pushing everyone away because I love the only family I had so if you read this just now never ever push people who care about you the most the people who have done everything for you for the last six years or more per the people who gave you a family the people who done everything for you never push them away with your regret it you Won’t realize what you had until you lost it

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  131. I regret lying to my boyfriend about what I did new years night a couple years ago. I told him that I went to a party and got high with one of my girlfriends and I lied because I didn’t want to sit at home on New Years Even and do nothing so I went to a party by myself with my neighbor across the street. He let me smoke before we went and I was so high that I could barely walk on my own. I told him that I was in a relationship and I loved my boyfriend. He was respectful about it but later that night went back to his house that he shared with his friends. I wanted to go to bed and I laid down on the couch. He laid down next to me and started grazing his hands over my stomach so I got up and went to an empty bedroom. I woke up the next morning and one of my close friends was in the bed with me. I know we didn’t do anything but I still feel so guilty for keeping this secret from my boyfriend. We are still together but I’m not sure if telling him now is going to be more harm or good. I didn’t cheat on him. And I have never lied to him about anything since that night.

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  132. I regret believing him. I regret that I didn’t stand up for my family by telling him that his bad decisions were affecting all of us. I regret backing him up when he made bad decisions. I regret not leaving 12 years ago, but I’m grateful beyond words that I finally did!

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  133. I regret letting people get to me and tell me that i look like a rat because of the gap between my teeth, that i shouldn’t smile all the time and that i was fat.I regret not being able to stand up for myself because i thought i deserved to hear those. I constantly have been trying to change myself ever since.I was a happy kid and i always smiled at people to show my gratitude and to be kind but everyne looked down to me because of that and nobody was taking me seriously and i was seen as “weak”. I was also kinda shy and thought that everyone was better than me because i wasnt athletic and stuff. Now i have huge insecurities about looking “weak” and i cant let and emotion out. I can not cry when i want to, i am not as talkative because of the fear of saying something stupid and i try so hard to be perfect that i am never happy with what i achieve and i feel like i will never be good enough. I want to freely be myself but i have been pretending to be someone else for so long that i dont know what being myself feels like. am only 15 and i feel like i will never be able to find my identity or if i even like my identity.I wanted to be the type of person who always gets what they want out of life: an extrovert a risk taker a person who doesnt care about people’s opinions but i am the opposite and i am trying so hard to change even tho i dont know if its possible to change our personality completely because i feel like i would be happier and more fulfilled that way.PLEASE WRITE IF YOU HAVE SOME ADVICE FOR ME.

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  134. When I was a young boy (about 11 years old), I loved music. I played bass, piano, guitar, and sang. I also did some song writing. I wasn’t the best musician, but it was something I loved and did with passion. I played in a couple of bands and performed onstage. It was amazing.

    When I got to grade 11, the pressure became too much and I walked away from music. Every 6 months since I quit (I’m nearly 21 now, this was about 4 years ago), I toy with the idea of returning to music but never gather enough steam. I’m on a different course now, and I know it would have been easier if I had never quit to begin with. I just wish I hadn’t folded under the pressure, now going back to music is going to be impossible. I regret walking away from something that gave me such passion, such love.

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  135. I regret telling his wife about us. I had fun and I wish it could have lasted some time longer. It was something to look forward to at work. I know it was the right thing to do to confront his wife about what we’re doing, but deep down I’ll miss having fun with him. I just had to though.

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  136. When I was 16 I went to a festival; I was dancing and I thought this girl was backing in to me and trying to get me to dance with her. I stayed there for a bit and nervously put my hand on her waist and danced. Nothing else happened for a couple minutes but I sensed that I might have been mistaken, I couldn’t see the girl’s face but I began to worry that she might not have been trying to dance with me at all – maybe she just got knocked in to me, as it was pretty crowded. I had been dancing behind her, putting my hand on her waist for a little and then removing it to kind of test if she was in to it, but I just couldn’t tell. I also tried dancing away from her a bit to see what would happen but it was too crowded to tell what was happening. This went on for what felt like forever but was probably only a few minutes. I then left the girl and went to somewhere else in the festival. I have felt so disgusting about it for the past few years because I feel like I assaulted her by trying to dance up close with her. I feel like a creep. It disgusts me that I could have touched someone in a sexual way without them wanting me to. I honestly thought she was trying to dance with me because I thought I felt her back in to me a few times. I was also pretty drunk and as an adolescent, anxious to get with a girl. I consider myself a good person but when I look back to those few minutes with the on and off waist holding and my dancing close to this girl I feel sick. Since then I have been in relationships and I have done my utmost to make sure any sexual contact I have had with women has been entirely consensual. However, I still find myself wondering, is it wrong what I did? Is it okay because I was ignorant? Because I had good intentions? Or did I dance with her too long to use that excuse? I just wish someone could tell me if I did something wrong. The uncertainty and the questionable nature of my morality has been eating me up inside. I think about what I did nearly every day and it’s been a few years. I just don’t know how to forgive myself if I don’t know if I did anything wrong.

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    • This is the original poster – I just wanted to clarify that the girl in question never expressed anything negative to suggest that she didn’t want to dance with me – at no point did she try to move away or anything like that, in fact for the most part it felt like she was backing in to me. I wouldn’t have put my hand on her waist if I didn’t think she wanted to dance with me. However, what made me doubt that she wanted to dance was that nothing was happening for a couple minutes. It was like the girl was ignoring me – I was just getting the vibe that perhaps she was a bit too drunk, or just dancing crazily and didn’t mean to back in to me at all. Perhaps she never even noticed I was there. Either way I felt like a creep and left the situation. I still feel like a creep to this day because of the thought that she might not have been in to it.

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      • OP again – when I say nothing was happening, we were both still dancing, I just expected it to progress quicker/ her to show more signs of interest and as a result got the idea that she did not want that to dance/go any further. Sorry about the continued additions I just feel like I have to explain my actions fully in order to not come off as a rapey-person.

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  137. My first marriage lasted 26 years, the second marriage lasted 10 years. I wish one of them would have made it. I’ve got a 36 year black hole in my life, that’s empty and no one to share all those memories with. .I so admire friends who’s marriages lasted decades and they will go the distance together. I’m not taking all the blame but I’m sorry for my contribution to the marriage crumbling and I wasn’t able to somehow make the marriages survive. I’m 72 years old and I worry the best is behind me now.

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  138. I regret not going to a good dentist more often in the past, now I am paying the price, by having many fillings, a root canal, a crown and some other dental problems at my 33 years old. I regret and think about it everyday and im not even capable of taking care of my baby, because im feeling guilty all day long.

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  139. I regret multiple sexual encounters, and affairs over many years while married. Too many to count. I can never tell my spouse as it would destroy them. Our family is happy together, kids have a wonderful life, and strong future. My spouse and I have worked together through many trying times and I have worked to be the strong support in my spouse’s life. Recent events in our lives have brought us even closer and made us rely on each other for encouragement and support even more than ever. My spouse has no idea of this dark side of me, and I have to bear the burden of guilt to spare them the pain it would cause. Sometimes it is almost crippling, but the thought of what it could do to my spouse and children keeps me able to hold it to myself. I feel alone, and view myself as a horrible human. But I want my kids and spouse to have the best possible life free of any pain and disappointment. I worry my spouse would end their life if this was revealed, and I’ve seen time and again lack of support for my spouse from a family that has been emotionally abusive to them their entire life. I feel my job is to be a consistent source of nurturing support which I’m able to do, and it is the one thing that I’m good at. I wish for one day God to forgive me, and hope he continues to spare my family the pain of this. I’m sorry for my faults, I wish I didn’t have them and could take them all back. I am not a good person, but I do feel remorse and if I can make my family have a good life at the cost of holding this in, it is worth it, they are worth it.

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  140. Notting Hill (in London United Kingdom),
    it makes people think of Carnival, and the Julia Roberts Hugh Grant movie,
    here is another side to that world famous area;
    1988 Notting Hill homeworking scam,
    my one regret in life.

    I have lead a pretty basic nothing life,
    what great things I have done, arseholes have claimed credit for my work and called me lazy,
    my projects have failed, great jobs closed,
    I have done many silly things, I have been annoying,
    but I never hurt anyone,
    water off a ducks back, move on with our lives.

    I am almost at the bottom of the social scale,
    so for me to be an arsehole to those less fortunate than me was a unique and unwelcome experience.

    And that is my one regret in life;
    being an arsehole to those less fortunate than even me.

    It could be said that my one regret is petty and insignificant,
    and this being the internet,
    who knows what trolls will come out of the woodwork?.
    but here goes anyway;

    To set the scene;
    It was sping 1988,
    I was poor and desperate,
    I was living in a rough area,
    local yobs attacked me, and they may attack anyone who visits me,
    so I hated having visits from anybody,
    I’m in a bad way now, but I was in a worse way then.

    I saw advertisements in newsagents for homeworkers stuffing envelopes.
    ‘send us a stamped self addressed envelope-we send you a homeworking package’

    I sent SSAE for these homeworking packages,
    they were obviously glorified pyramid scams,
    they put adverts in newsagents selling homeworking scams,
    people buy these packages to sell more homeworking scams.

    Yet still I continued with this scam,
    and put my advertisement in a Notting Hill newsagent alongside all the other homeworking scams.

    People sent me their SSAE, I sent them information how to continue this scam,
    we poor and desperate people continued this scam that fed off other poor and desperate people.
    in those few months I spent £20 I got back £6,
    the others who continued this scam probably got similar dismal results,
    serves us right.

    Then one day I get a knock at my door,
    I did not want people seeing my near destitute state,
    I was tempted to do what I usually did,
    even if it was my friends,
    pretend I was not in until they went away,
    but I opened the door,
    It was a couple of poor scruffy kids,
    all of us similar age and condition … all of us about 20years old and dishevelled,
    they were asking about the homeworking scheme,
    ashamed of my near destitute condition,
    without saying anything I quickly gave them a homeworking package,
    and they left.

    Because I am dim, only weeks later did I realise they may have walked all the way from where I put the advert in Notting Hill to my place,
    did they live near me and recognise my address?,
    did they ask directions from Notting Hill all the way to my place?.

    My continuing this scam brought these two unfortunate souls to my place,
    so I should have chased them to ask about their situation.

    Like me they were scruffy and desperate,
    maybe like me they were borderline homeless or maybe even actual homeless,
    (if they were actual homeless, charity outreach workers would have picked them up)
    If they weren’t getting help, I could have put them in contact with the charity that was helping me.

    The two kids finding their way to my place asking about work,
    shows they were desperate, but intelligent and decent enough to knock on doors asking for work,
    and also hopefully intelligent enough to avoid too much trouble,
    So in all likelihood they have now survived and thrived,
    and now are most probably doing a lot better than me,
    if I chased them, maybe they could have even helped me.

    so many possibilities of course,
    but one fact remains;
    I was an arsehole to those less fortunate than even me.

    All those poor desperate people like me spending what little time and money they had sending SSAE asking about a simple job,
    I expected to be stuffing envelopes,
    but the homeworking scam also had the unintended consequence of a couple of poor desperate waifs walking all the way across the borough to my door.,
    I wasted what little time and energy they had on false hope.

    When you give to the homeless,
    you are not just giving money,
    you are acknowledging their existence,
    when you insult someone,
    the insult may take seconds to say,
    but the insult may be in their memory for years,
    your slightest words may inspire and demoralise,
    your smallest actions will effect people far deeper than you know,
    no-one is insignificant.

    So I send this out into the ether;
    Love and be loved,
    Be kind to one another,
    Thank you.

    50M

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  141. I regret that life is nothing like the Montessori School I grew up with in the US. I regret the fact that life is not a Montessori school.

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  142. I regret I ever cheated on my husband only if I could go back the time I would never ever do that . At this time I thought that was my revenge because he was cheated on me but I end up having a baby out of our marriage , he loves this kid so much and he’s the best father and husband I never knew.He has changed he’s someone else now but I made my mistake already and the worst is I don’t know how to tell him , I don’t want to hurt him and also the child the biological father don’t want to hear about the baby. If only I was a little bit patient with him and wait until he became the nice man he is today. This regret is killing me softly. If I only could set back time.

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  143. I regret drinking on the day you called. I know our conversation would have been much better if I was sober that day. Things took a turn for the worst when we talked about friendship. I said something that stuck with you so much that you repeated it twice. You probably don’t think you matter to me now, but you matter more than you know. I reacted that way behind the possibility of losing you or being pushed aside. As a result, I lost you anyway. It’s often said that we don’t know what we have until it’s gone. But, I knew and you were always so important to me. That won’t change. I regret letting painful memories get the best of me. I regret not allowing myself to heal for so long. I regret the motto I mentioned during our conversation. I don’t feel that way anymore. You helped me realize how heartless it is. I regret that I realized it after losing you.

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  144. regret is not getting help sooner and not telling someone. not knowing where to go to get the right help. still not sure where.

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  145. I’m gay and I haven’t told anyone. I so badly want to but I just can’t. I’ve never had any interest in boys and it’s all started to come together but I just have this huge secret and it feels like no one can really know me until I tell them. But I can’t. I would likely be safe but I just can’t do it

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  146. Me arrepiento de haber dejado dejado ir a mi primer prometido, porque a 21 años de haberlo conocido y a 16 de habernos separado, sé que fue la mejor parte de la historia de mi vida. Viajamos, creamos, estudiamos, intimamos, compramos nuestras cosas para nuestra futura casa y finalmente terminamos a causa de su madre. Me arrepiento de haber tomado anticonceptivos, porque habiendo tenido nuestra vida planeada un bebé hubiera sido la corona de nuestro esfuerzo. Pero nada se dió gracias a los celos patológicos de sí madre que nos obligaron a separarnos.

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  147. Me arrepiento de haber conocido a quien hoy es ya es mi ex esposo, ya que es una persona narcisista que trató de hundirme lo más que pudo durante 4 años de relación. Me arrepiento de haberle pagado sus cuentas, de haberle perdonado sus desplantes y sus infidelidades; me arrepiento de no haber terminado con él cuando me confesó que no quería tener un hijo después de que fingió intentar tenerlo para después decirme que tenía problemas para terminar el acto sexual. He perdido 4 años valiosos de mi vida donde invertí tiempo y dinero en un tipo que lo único que hizo fue sacar ventaja de mi, tratar de someterme y además tratar de destruirme financieramente porque su envidia patológica lo cegaba. Hoy me he divorciado de él, pero me arrepiento de no haberlo dejado desde el momento en que las cosas comenzaron a sentirse raras en cuanto a nuestra interacción como pareja.

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  148. No estudié suficiente y dejé que unos compañeros me hicieran prácticamente todo el parcial sin poder ayudarlos. No pude hacer casi nada, sólo aportar unos casos de prueba que ni siquiera eran hechos por mí. Lo único que me da ánimos es que en otras materias los ayudé yo a ellos. Es como un “estamos a mano”.

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  149. I regret having feelings for a friend at work, and I did not want that. I don’t want to have feelings for her as I do not want to have a relationship, and I want to live a life free from commitment, as past relationships have done nothing but ruin for me. All I wanted was a friend, and this got in the way.

    But there are times when I just want to chat with her, but for some reason she never has the time to talk, always something else to do. I somehow ended up using that to cut her off completely in an effort to remove the feelings I didn’t want. But I also regret that even worse as she was confused and upset with why I’m ignoring her at every turn, and ended up not talking to me anymore. And that was when she gave me a birthday present as I try to ignore her on that very day.

    By trying to remove the feelings I did not want, I ended up ruining whatever shred of friendship I had with her. I regret this, but I’ll move past this, as I’ve always done. The feelings I have will only bring ruin to me and to anyone else, so it was for the best. Even though it hurts. It’ll take awhile to heal, but it hurts like hell.

    I’m awful, but if that’s what it takes to be left alone in my twilight years, then I’ll accept that.

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  150. My boyfriend suddenly married someone else but he continued a relationship with me. His wife and I both became pregnant at the same time. She gave birth to a daughter. I found out I was having a son when I was having an abortion. I never told him. It’s been 45 years. Now he is dying with cancer. He divorced his first wife and called me but I never told him what happened. I married someone else. I’ve never told anyone about the abortion. Should I tell him now before he dies.? He married again and has a family. Really, I want him to know how much he hurt me. I told him I was pregnant and he disappeared from my life. He left me alone at 19 years old to deal with this on my own. I have never gotten over how he left me until his marriage fell apart then he wanted me back. He never asked me what happened to the baby. Our baby. Should I tell him?

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  151. I regret that people didn’t tell.me things like this.

    Q:”What’s the 2nd best day of.your life?”
    A: “When your first kid leaves the house.”

    Q: “So what’s the best day of ypur life?”
    A: “When your last kid leaves the house.”

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  152. I regret atayimg with a woman who is mean & selfish aa well as immature. She smiles & says cruel things to me, if she has any doubts she goes for the most negative possibility. She drank heavily for over 10 years, which she denied but accused ME of lying!

    She’s paranoid & accuses me of having affairs. She spends money like there’s no tomorrow, telling me that it’s nothing to do with me, yet the $120,000 in debt she racked up without my knowledge is somehow “ours” & the $20,000 in savings she blew through went on “stuff”.

    Verbal, emotional & physical abuse. She is beyond, redemption & I regret 20 years of wasted tkme.

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  153. I seriously regret being shy person and not interacting with other children, especially girls. I regret that I always stutter. I also regret not being skillful enough, despite learning art and music thoroughly to become famous in my childhood. I also regret studying at my small school as our school never had much facilities and it never sent any of it’s students to sporting events. Infact our school never participated in any major sporting, musical or art event. And I was too shy to participate in any event outside our school. I also regret that I was too shy to join my friends when they went out to play cricket and football, infact I almost never played any outdoor games in my childhood. I also regret not learning dance, martial arts, foreign languages, piano at a young age because if I would have, I would have been a genius by now. I regret losing all my contacts with a childhood friend, who was also my crush to whom I never confessed. I regret not telling my parents that I wanted to be a child actor, thanks to my shy nature. Now as I am no longer a child, I feel that I lost a chance to do something memorable. I now feel that if I would have learnt as many skills as I could, I would have done something memorable. Whenever I see children acting, singing, dancing on TV or children performing heroic or generous deeds, I get a feeling to cry, for I lost my childhood to shyness,fear and loneliness. I also regret having poor nutrition, overweight and spending lots of time on mobile during my early teenage. I regret being poor at managing electronics and computers. I regret behaving like a jerk with my close friends. I regret being what I am currently. To a teen of 17 having these many regrets may not be common. Hopefully my regrets are my motivation and I want to strive to be successful in everything I try.

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  154. I regret falling in love with my ex during 6 years she dumped me 3 times and always promise she was not goin to leave me and that she was going to proof me that not hurting me anymore and she left with another one !!! She cheated on me fall in love with that person that knew she was on a relationship and dumped by phone not even talked to personally !!! After 6 years , she was my best friend I regretted because it was my fall I shouldn’t believe her the first time she dumped me , she was a drunk her friends were snakes and drunk too ! I gave everything for her greater her as a queen never been disrespectful and spend every cent I had in her for her to have happy moments !
    6 years of my life trusting the devil ! I am devastated I hope I can get thru this , I can’t stop crying because I feel bad and regret not loving my self enough to send her to hell the first time she dumped me !

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  155. I regret having met my ex boyfriend in my life, i regret everything about him. I regret knowing him, i regret interacting with him, i regret trusting him and everything i did with him. We just dated for like four months, i thought he was a mature man because he was three years older than me and i regret ever buying that idea that dating an older man is better. I trusted him too much that i started sexting with him and i sent him my nudes something am ashamed of and i regret doing so much, I wish i can undo that. I now have a boyfriend that i love so much we have dated for like one year and two months and my ex just sent those photos to me and i fear that if my boyfriend ever knows i ever did this i will lose him something i don’t want. I don’t know what to do and am so stuck

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  156. no se por que yo siempre tu ve la maldición de darme cuenta de cosas tan simples que no son malas pero lo hacen parecer así cuando te bloquean para que no veas las historias y se que va sonar raro la manera en como me di cuenta pero descubrí una aplicación donde puedes ver las historias de instagram de manera anónima y pues a veces me gusta ver cosas de la gente y se que esta mal, pero bueno el asunto es que mi ex pareja me pidió un tiempo y pues obvio no lo tome a bien me dolió mucho y lo único que hice fue pasar una tarde con un amiga viendo películas mi amiga se fue en la madrugada y no se por que me metí a la aplicación donde puedo ver las historias en primera no se por que me metí al de su amiga ya que yo la tengo de amiga y siempre veo sus historias y pues el caso es que me metí al ver que tenia unas historias con mi chavo pues me fui directo a la aplicación de insta para verlo por un momento en una historia y meterme me percate que no podía ver la historia, no por que la chava me hubiera borrado de su perfil si no que me bloque y obvio fui corriendo a ver que era y todo y pues mi que a mi ex novio o novio que me pidió un tiempo la estaban tatuado y dije esa historia que tiene de malo por que haría eso su amiga ( yo se que no soy ella pero por que ocultar eso algo así tan natural en verdad crees que soy una loca ) para que me agregas en insta y siempre ves mi historias si me vas a bloquear para que yo no ve las tus historias y me caías bien pero la neta váyanse a la mierda los dos

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  157. I regret leaving you for him. I regret telling you that “it was you, it was always you”, only to leave you the next day. I strung you along. I wasn’t honest. I was fucked up in the head at the time. I felt like I was in a situation that I couldn’t excape from. Jesus christ…I see now how easy it would have been to excape. Now you’re married with a baby, and your gone. I can’t fix now what I fucked up. I miss you so much, God help me!!! Please forgive me! You were the kindest, purest, most incredible person I have ever known. A part of me is dead now without you. We’ve not been together for 4 years now and not a day, minute, or second goes by that I don’t think of you. I’m haunted in my dreams. The pain is unbearable. This is truly my cross to bear for eternity for hurting you. God please help me, take away this pain!!

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  158. I regret having way too much to drink and trying to seduce my good friend. Thankfully she got up and walked out. But not after I tried to kiss her and fondle her breast. Part of me was curious of what it would be like to be with another woman. But it wasn’t consensual. And she’s very bothered by it. And so am I.

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  159. My biggest regret is feeling the need to be kind. I do things with good intent but sometimes they don’t work out, and I feel regret towards any sort of unkindness I have shared with the world. I regret not doing things like finishing school, or leaving an abusive relationship. I regret the friendships I lost. I wish I was there for my Dad more when he was sick, and I wish I wasn’t always so angry and spiteful. I wish I could forget about things that were done to me, and wish I took better care of my body as a result. I feel like I am going to die soon, and I lived a selfish life never paying my debts back or sustaining relationships healthily. I am 23, but I am so tired and sick. I regret not having someone love me.

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