I treated like sea game, one where every opportunity should be acted upon, whether good or bad. I lived with impunity and no decency of right vs wrong. I knew the difference but I did it anyway. Saying what I felt, doing what I wanted. I had thoughts of suicide and harming those who hurt me. I wish I learned how to act right vs wrong and the importance of consequences. Instead I had to learn all of this on my own and created a warped sense of reality. Life wasn’t what you made of it, rather was thrusted upon you. I need to get all of this off my chest so I can move on to bring a better person. I’m learning to be human finally. My regrets in life is more about what I’ve done rather than what I haven’t done.
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