
This time it is about you.
All those nights we sit up weeping. Haunted by everything we wish we didn’t, but did anyway.
We tend to camp out in regret as widows and widowers, reliving the ways in which we’ve disappointed or hurt our late spouse.
This seems easy to write given all the time we spend thinking of the actions we should have taken but didn’t.
But it’s not as easy as it seems.
You see, it’s easy to live in regret. What’s hard is to forgive ourselves. Move forward. And move along in life.
Our relationships were real, honest. And it’s time we were real with ourselves. Beating ourselves up day in and day out for things we did wrong hinders our sense of self, our healing, and keeps us stuck in the dismal black hole of self-hatred.
Forgive yourself. And let those chains that bind you disappear. đź’™