Anonymous Comment Day: Your Biggest Mistake
My dumb writing group decided the prompt for this month would be "Mistakes." Consequently, I've spent all month trying to think about what to write about and dredging up all the memories of my biggest mistakes. It hasn't made for a good month. So I'm passing the bad energy on to you because I'm nice like that. Maybe your comments will help me come up with something creative for my writing group.So the question is, what is the the biggest or worst mistake you've ever made? I'm a little afraid to see what's going to happen with this question but hope it will make for some killer comments. As always, only anonymous comments allowed and I'll anonymize (yes, when you are as cool as me you can make up words) any comments that aren't.
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But everything worked out, 10 years and three kids later, I can look back and be thankful things didn't work out.
I shudder at the thought I've ever been mixed up with it! But the summer of 1996 made up for it!
Great. I'm the heartless person who is excited because somebody's death opened up a job.
Needless to say, they never called.
And becuase of that I missed out on a lot of fun experiences my senior year, not only with my school friends but with my family also.
Also, I wish I had made better use of my time with my husband before the kids arrived--while we were still young.
I used to have bad credit.
Getting pregnant when I was 19 by my boyfriend, who told me we would leave the state if I had "it", then beleiving the abortion nurse when she told me "it" wasn't a baby but just tissue.
I cried and cried when they laid me on the table, and they just kept telling me it would be over soon, and everything would be normal again.
Fifteen years later and I'm still waiting...
no, i take that back... because i'd still have married him, just not in the temple...
it'd be the 8 men i slept with before i met my husband. i am my biggest mistake.
Actually I want to redo college, have my major picked out and not fail any classes.
God gives us repentance so we can live our lives learning from the experiences which we, in our self-judgmental, guilt ridden
Regret is a tool for realizing that our actions and choices, in any given experience, may not have represented who we are.
All these experiences we call life, are teaching us what we are or what we are not. If we waste our lives feeling guilty over the experiences that taught us what we are not, then we miss out on fully living the experiences that teach us who we are.
Love yourself enough to stop doing what you are not and start being who you are. Go find that lost love and get your closure; or accept that you will always love that individual and that love adds to, not detracts from, your current relationship.
Quit that meaningless job that doesn't provide for you and makes you miserable and go do what you love. College and degrees are meaningless, experience and love qualify you to be what you are passionate about, go be it.
Let go of the pain, it is not you. You are a creation of God, he is not punishing any of us, he is a loving forgiving father, His only pain is how cruelly we punish ourselves.
Why do we let the past destroy the present and predict our future?
Every religion offers as it's highest reward a paradise in the presence of God free from pain, worry, guilt, and regret. Ironic that all of those feelings are experienced in the present but come from the past or are from our prediction's of the future based on the past.
Each moment fully experienced is paradise!
I love me, I am my greatest success.
Guilt Sucks, and never the right things.
God gives us repentance so we can live our lives learning from the experiences which we, in our self-judgmental, guilt ridden pain, call mistakes.
After graduation there have been positions in that department that I would be perfect for but the woman who was my boss is still there and will never hire me again!
That lasted until a girl asked me out on a date and I realized that it was crazy. So I found a boyfriend (at 14) and got rid of her like the plague. But it was hard. And sad.
But I'll always wonder if marrying the man I did so soon was a mistake. Well, now, that's not true. I know it was what God wanted me to do. I just wish he was more like the man I almost married in some ways.
Most of the mistakes I have made that have hurt other people have come as a direct result of my negligence, my sloppiness. It is something that haunts me as a mother.
I think the most life-changing one has everything to do with the number of partners I had before I met/married my husband. It should be zero - it isn't.
The "funniest" one lies in that I asked my 10th grade geometry teacher when the baby was due. yeah, uh, NEVER! She hated me from that moment on.
Love my husband, have a great relationship, but I had so many opportunities I wasted when I was young.
But hey, at least I regret it!
(federal prosecutors: this is a joke, see previous post)
It worked out, but I still feel like I chose a hard road with a man who had a lot of issues. I constantly wonder if I'm really in love with my husband.
Our life is so mundane, and that disappoints me.
But, at least I know I really love my husband.
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letting him abuse me...
staying married to him...
and then getting drunk and cheating on him...
who is the sick person now...