Be patient. Love yourself. Get to know who you are truly and learn to embrace that person. Before you know it the pandemic will be passed and you’ll be surprised how people gravitate towards confidence and self awareness! That I didn’t trust myself that my ex and her family were actually mentally abusing me.
Recently I realized I was too complacent at my previous job and I regret not trying to advance my career earlier. Hopefully I can turn things around this year.
Never trying to make more friends, or even ask girls out that I had a crush on in high school. Not asking people on dates like at all. I only did it once and she actually said yes (it didn't last too long because I moved) but if she said yes then who knows how many others would have, I didn't put myself out there. My first relationship, it was toxic and I was too young too deal with all the drama.
Being too invested in relationships.
Started smoking and later drinking. Thankfully I have quit smoking.
I hardly left my house, had no real friends. My biggest regret is not being with my mum in her final moments, I mean I would visit her every 2 days but it wasn’t good enough, I still hate myself for not being with my mum as she ascended to the place where only true angels go.
Drinking and blacking out and having a ptsd episode at my in laws house. I told them I didn’t want anything and couldn’t drink but they wouldn’t take no as an answer. Needless to say it didn’t go well. That was years ago.
Not learning an instrument as a child. It's so much harder as an adult. That I let people (mostly concerned family) talk me out of pursuing computer and electrical engineering in college. Med school never worked out, so if I could change one thing in my life, it would be that. I can't afford another bachelor's, but I'm learning to program now (never too late for that). I generally live with no regrets, but that is the biggest thing that comes closest to a regret.
In adult life, I'd have to say moving from California to Texas in an effort to satisfy my wife's insatiable material appetite and buying the big shiny house. Wife's gone now, house is gone now, and I live in a shitty rent house in Texas with no friends, and unable to move back because of agreements on geographic proximity concerning the child. In younger life, I was a very good musician. I got recruited to some really top notch music schools, but I listened to my high school counselor, and opted to go to a regular college in pursuit of a traditional white collar career. Turns out I just don't have the personality to survive long in an office environment, and I've got no outlet to express myself. I undoubtedly would've been much worse off financially, but my very being would have been a lot more satisfied.