Anonymous wrote:Thankfully no Facebook, Instagram, Twitter.
I feel for the young & foolish now—no hiding or chance to grow from past youthful stupidity
Anonymous wrote:I was very idealistic as a youngster. However, in the end, I have fondness for the innocence of my youth and really no major regrets. I did not sleep around but were there people worth sleeping around with? Not really. I was not surrounded by Helmsworth brothers lookalikes.
I am also not a person who can hook up without catching feelings, so yes, I was very unsophisticated and I did not experiment sexually. I was also very prideful and could not bear to be taken advantage of by a man. I just did not trust anyone who wanted to get into my pants.
Cringeworthy moments? Oh sure. I was a small town girl with a middle-class morality and a short fuse - so I was a sort of SJW. But, I really love who I was then, and what I got out of life subsequently. Even though I laugh at how foolish and earnest I was at that time.
Anonymous wrote:OP here, thank you for all of the insight! No, I never hurt anyone, nor was I ever physically hurt. And some of it, I do look at and laugh. But some I look at and think how reckless I was. I never gave any of this a thought until lately, not sure why? And, like some of you, I have friends that lived a very straight young life and wish that they would have lived a little!
I’m very hard on myself about everything. Perhaps, I need to ease up some.
Anonymous wrote:Instead of considering these regrets why not consider them lessons you learned successfully? You stopped sleeping around, you curtailed excessive drinking, you learned to act more responsibly.
We all have lessons we've learned in life. Carry forward that education and if possible, help someone else along the way with your wisdom.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I’ll be blunt, in my younger days I did things that I’m not proud of. I slept around, drank too much, acted irresponsible which could have been dangerous for me- thank goodness nothing bad happened! I’mcollege educated, was brought up in upper middle class family, always have had professional jobs. But, I was kind of wild. Now I’m looking back at my life and am ashamed, embarrassed and so wish that I could do things over! I was such an idiot! I’m not super religious, but enough so that I’ve asked God for forgiveness. But, it’s really bothering me. I use to look back and laugh at some of the stories, now I just cringe!
Anyone else feel this way? And if so, how are you dealing with it? I mean, obviously I can’t redo things.
I don't understand why you are wasting time regretting this, unless you did something that seriously or irreparably harmed another person. This all sounds like run of the mill stuff quite a few young people engage in. On the flip side, there are tons of people who lead a straight laced life and reach the end of their life regretting that they did not live a little and engage in a little silliness and recklessness when they were young.
Really this sounds like your mind doesn't want you to be happy and for whatever reason you are endlessly ruminating on this stuff that happened decades ago and is irrelevant to your life.
Anonymous wrote:Nope. I was wild, I had no guidance. I even got raped and pregnant.
I really don’t have regrets.
You need therapy not God.
Try reading Eckert Tolle.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Nope. I was wild, I had no guidance. I even got raped and pregnant.
I really don’t have regrets.
You need therapy not God.
Try reading Eckert Tolle.
It is sad to me that women cannot be free without being in danger.
Anonymous wrote:I’ll be blunt, in my younger days I did things that I’m not proud of. I slept around, drank too much, acted irresponsible which could have been dangerous for me- thank goodness nothing bad happened! I’mcollege educated, was brought up in upper middle class family, always have had professional jobs. But, I was kind of wild. Now I’m looking back at my life and am ashamed, embarrassed and so wish that I could do things over! I was such an idiot! I’m not super religious, but enough so that I’ve asked God for forgiveness. But, it’s really bothering me. I use to look back and laugh at some of the stories, now I just cringe!
Anyone else feel this way? And if so, how are you dealing with it? I mean, obviously I can’t redo things.
Anonymous wrote:Nope. I was wild, I had no guidance. I even got raped and pregnant.
I really don’t have regrets.
You need therapy not God.
Try reading Eckert Tolle.