Regrets, something we all have
Its been a very stressful 24 hours and I am not joking on that front, more car related issues and only 4 days before I must take it on a 6000km journey. Its called cutting it fine. But today’s post isn’t about that, its about Regrets. You see as I have gotten older and had this illness longer things that I had forgotten are slowly creeping back. At best I cringe at worst, im terrified of what I did. You see out of control I could and would do just about anything. I wish somehow I could break from the shackles of these memories to erase them. To take away the hurt I feel about them and the embarrassment I caused myself in the process. Whoever said they could live their lives with no regrets is a far better person than me. Now I know a lot of what went on was my illness and not the real me, but it scares me that it happened at all. I want to distance myself from them but at the same time I understand that they are part of ...