Today for the challenge, I’m sharing a piece of advice.
Honestly, the best advice I’ve ever heard:
“Never regret anything, because at the time it was exactly what you wanted.”
My brother always jokes about that ever popular phrase, “yolo,” you only live once. Before he does anything, “should I shower first?” he’ll look at us and shrug, “yolo.”
Really though, how many times have you looked back and gone “gosh, if only” or my mom’s favorite, “shoulda, woulda, coulda.”
I never thought I’d be one of those people, the ones who regret a past decision and then suddenly blame that one choice for all the other mistakes in their life. I loved everything about my life and I was fully aware of the stupid mistakes I’d previously made but I didn’t care, it was all about the yolo. Then one day it caught me. That regret bug; like a disease.
I woke up one day and it was no longer right. Suddenly, years later, I was wishing I’d taken harder classes in high school or chosen a different major or turned down that job. Things gone and past. Why was I so caught up in it? It was hard to accept it at first but I reminded myself over and over and over that I’d made those choices because they were the best at that time. I wanted to do what I did at that time. I shouldn’t be going back, second-guessing myself. Hoping and wishing. It’s all hindsight anyways, right?
So please take my advice.