Regret: more than I care to admit. After carrying that thousand pound weight around for a few years I decided to look forward and not back. That's not to say they went away it simply means at that point I chose to net let them define me.
I all but gave up drinking, gave my energy to my kiddos, work, and making better choices; in word and deed.
I had a stroke in September 2022. That certainly put things in perspective. I am very fortunate in that I never lost speech, I have regained use of my left arm and while it's not what it was, it works. My left leg is almost useless but leaps and bounds better than on September 5th.
I posted in the fishing reports a while back about my last trip. I worded it poorly and some thought it I was back fishing. I wish.
I said the above about my stroke for only one reason. I could have gone down a path about regretting my pore choice in diet, letting stress undo me, or generally not taking care of myself. NOPE! I refuse to let this define me therefore I don't allow regret to creep in. It's counterproductive.
DO NOT let regret define you!