Regret

There are moments in your life where you would give anything to take back the words that were said. As I travel through life, I find the path is littered with regrets. It is littered with choices, paths not taken and a dissatisfaction with the current path I am on right now. Isn't that what regret is? I regret closing the door on K. Do I know it was for the best? no. do I know that it was necessary? no. Maybe it was and maybe it needed to happen. (it certainly was coming to a point of addressing the issue) But it's cathartic for me to write it out here.

I recently read that men take longer to get over a breakup than women do. In my case, I believe it is true. I have also seen in other breakups that this is true. One of the reasons is that men tend to pack it away and not deal with it until it becomes unbearable e.g. me right now, while women tend to meet the breakup head on. I find that it does help to talk about the whole thing to get everything out in the system and let it slowly heal. It's not that time heals all wounds because I believe that time doesn't heal all wounds, it just buries it for it to come out at a later point in life.

Thank the Lord for friends who are calling me and checking up on me to make sure that I'm doing ok and that I'm not going to jump off a building. It would be difficult to deal with these things alone.