Mine is: Getting married, complete and total waste of time.
< I regret not getting a bottle of scotch to go with this cigar.
In my teens, listening to what people told me about not being able to pursue my career choices
I'm in the same boat currently
I never had a truly lasting bond with another person. I have had 5 serious relationships from my late 20s to early 30s. No kids (don't know if that is a regret or a blessing). Oh and an inflated sense of self-worth (more accurate is how I looked at other people without the benefits I had.) Envy, jealousy--that kind of stuff. Life is really too long to be alone and too short to nit-pick.
Not traveling abroad more before I had kids.
I don't regret getting married to my ex. We had 3 wonderful kids even though we couldn't make it work out.
That it took me so long to wake up. I feel like I'm going through feelings and experiences in my 50's that so many usually go through in their 20's and 30's. I suppose that's better than never waking up at all.
Everybody feels as you do ...... ????
Is that the legal and social statement thing? Or is it the emotional and sexual relationship part?
@Redcupcoffee I would not want to presume anything. If there is still a sense of bitterness I hope you resolve it some way. Nice to have made contact with you.
They say marriage is an institution, but who wants to live in an institution?
Stopping my academic career after I received my Masters. I should have continued my research and completed my Doctorate. I got sidetracked by travel. And a woman, if I’m going to be completely honest.....
Having to give up my daughter to my parents, when I was 17 and homeless. They kicked me out, but took her back in after months of us sleeping in allies.
She doesn’t care for me much. Says I never wanted her. They won’t admit that I tried for years to get her back, once I had gotten on my feet. She believes them.
Now that she’s had kids, we are a bit closer. But I’ll never have her love like I want.
When my train came into the station, I was at the airport. I was shot at but missed. Shit at but hit. The light at the end of the tunnel was a train coming in the other direction. When you got to the fork in the road what went wrong. Ask Yogi on this one. When I took the fork in the road will I ever know what would have happened had I taken the other. That I always spoke my mind and never had to remember what I said to persons whom I should have. That I was as a fool for thinking that I could make a difference in a world of greedy and self imbued persons.
Only when you are a true believer in any personal endeavors along your path do you learn what is regret and how many others you have met and experienced your road and most importantly. That when you got knocked down how fast you got up and how much you learned.
I have no regrets. Everything in my past served to make me who I am right now. To regret anything in the past would be to regret a part of me. I love who I am, so how could I regret anything that helped make me this way?
Not buying the '66 Barracuda from my 78 year-old neighbor when he offered to sell it to me. One owner car, driven not much more than around the City. I want that in my driveway. All the other fuckups in my life I can deal with, but I cannot get that car...
I really try not to live with regrets, however, try as I might I have too many to list. If I had to pick one it would be giving my youngest daughter to her father while I suffered a nervous breakdown. I feel she would be a totally different person if I would have brought her with me while I healed.