I was poking around on my Facebook friends and creeped on one that was part of my early days on my own.  I haven't heard a word from him since I requested his friendship a few years back.  I then noticed he has a couple of friends who were also a part of that crew of acquaintances.  It was a surprise to read their profiles and see their photos.  What a jolt.

When I met them all, I had just moved 200 miles away from home, to a small Christian college town.  Complete independence from rather strict parents- complete jubilation.  When there was a dance or something social, I stayed on campus with a female friend from back home.  It was a heady experience.  I was ready to reinvent myself or really, just be myself which during this time, was out- of -control and rambunctious.  I didn't do well at keeping my head together.  I had been so cloistered and denied freedoms that I went overboard.  You know- all that entails... I figure that's not that uncommon.  Many people have gone through similar experiences.   But when I saw these people again, I thought about all the things I had done, all the wrongs that had occurred and it made me feel very badly, very regretful.

I guess I hate that I made certain choices and the results were not what I would have hoped for.  I think I expected myself to be more together that I ever could have been at that age or juncture.  And I can't sugar coat what happened since I'm pretty much a realist.  I was a mess.

My question:  How do any of you let go of your regrets?  Are you good at looking at those past parts of your life and telling yourself it had it's good side and it's bad side and then *poof*- done?


Have a swell day.

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