Regret is the quiet ache of hindsight. It’s the moment you wish you could rewind time, say something different, choose another path, hold on a little longer—or let go a little sooner. It’s not just sadness. It’s the weight of knowing you can’t change what’s already done.
It comes in waves. Sometimes sharp, sometimes soft. A memory, a word, a missed chance. You replay it over and over, wondering what could’ve been if you had acted differently. You feel guilt, sorrow, and a longing for a second chance.
This feeling is deeply human. It means you cared. It means you had hope. It means you’re learning. And while regret can feel like punishment, it’s also a mirror—showing you your values, your growth, your heart.
You can’t undo the past. But you can honor it. You can forgive yourself. You can carry the lesson without carrying the pain. Because regret isn’t meant to trap you—it’s meant to guide you forward, with more clarity, more compassion, and more courage.
