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Regret.


A friend once told me, “do whatever you want but regret nothing”. At that moment, I thought that was just something she would say to shut me up from complaining about how messed up my life was. Although this is never easy to admit, I was indeed wrong. That sentence actually makes perfect sense. A little piece of us die every time we think about the “what if”. Regretting the choices we did not take, contemplating the decisions we did not make, and pondering results that will never be real do nothing but harm. It does not give us the power to turn back the time nor second chance to redo it all over. All it does is just take a piece of your soul away with every question.
What would happen if I had studied harder?
What would happen if I had prayed more?
What would happen if I had chosen to love him?
What would happen if I did not make the vow?
What would happen if I were born somewhere else?
What would happen if I chose a different major?
What would happen if I never stopped learning ballet?
What would happen if….
Half of the brain is screaming to stop because it hurts. It hurts thinking about the better version of us we could have become. It kills remembering the lost chances and opportunities. The other half of the brain just simply doesn’t stop. It’s part of being a human, they said, to never be satisfied. But that feeling suffocates without ever killing, haunting every one of us once in a while. It is the worse kind of torture.
There is one thing tho, one thing that can be the ultimate remedy for the soul. Content. It closes the gate of regret and opens the one to gratefulness. It allows the uglier part of the brain to understand that life is all about moving forward, reminding us that every single thing in the past, including bad actions and bad calls, makes us the person that we are today. At one point, I’ve come to a conclusion that content makes us understand that regret is just a way of life to drag you down. I may not know a lot of things under the sky yet, but here’s what I know; Content kills regret, and the only one who can sharpen the knife of either one is you.
So, which is it gonna be?

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  1. I'll take the knife hehhehe

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  2. Good point of view, still..
    Without regret, a thoughtless mind would be untamed, a heartless act would mean nothing , and a brainless move would never consider “what if”.

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  3. In the end, what is regret? The willingness to improve? The desire to be better?

    No.

    It's simply the greed and lust for more power. More control, more authority, more dominance. There's nothing good about regret, it's essentially no other than the epitome of lies and self-centeredness.

    But.

    What is content? Some say it's the true way of living, others believe it's the the purpose of life. But is it? To live thinking that whatever good and bad in the past has led to whatever the present has for you, and that the path to the future is to be built with optimism and conviction...

    Isn't it just as meaningless?

    What is the purpose of life?
    Does life truly have meaning?
    No one can answer those questions without having to make countless assumptions about the mechanics of this universe. So in the end, which should you choose:
    • Content; or
    • Regret?

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