Learning to live with 'Regrets'
I say I don't have them but they're there.
I like to think I've dealt with them properly but they're there.
I realize I could've done better that's why they're there.
Maybe they're there so as to keep me grounded
Maybe they're there to remind me of my humanity
Maybe they're there to refocus on Him
Maybe they're there because His Grace is ever more apparent in the midst of them.
Who knows these things?
As I enjoy another year of birth I reflect and am somber (I find myself getting more and more like this with each passing age) I look back on how I've lived and esp. how I've treated others who were in my life for a season. The funny thing about growth is you never know you're a butt-head till you grow up and realize you were a butt-head and for a perfectionist like myself that even hurts the more.
See us 'perfectionists' tend to be overly-critical and self-antagonizing on ourselves than others ever could/would. Basically in hip-hop speak you could never diss me more than I could diss me.
I've mourned for 'lost r/ships' longer than I ought to due to the fact that the entrance of new knowledge gives cause for regret upon looking at previous actions and behavior.
Its easy for ppl who don't know me on a very personal level to think I'm a 'holier-than-thou' person or an angel of light who knows no evil and doesn't know how to commit said evil. Esp. when I say things like, "I don't smoke nor drink" all of a sudden its like 'crap, I didn't mean to say that around you.' When the truth of the matter is I'm no better than they are. Telling ppl though like my beaux says means nothing. At the end of the day ppl take you at your word. Which is why words are important.
I'm not particularly proud of how I've treated the women I've loved both past and present. I've lied, been insincere, been inconsiderate and cheated. The last word really rings a reminding bell that nope you sir are <.................................> from perfect. Its not a history I'm excited or enthused about but its what I've done and in some ways made me the man I'm still becoming. For being a man is never a day's work.
The realization of these truths hit me so hard one time when I was re-evaluating how I treated my ex and how much of a jerk I was at the time (recall how growth helps you see the butt-headedness). What I found a bit saddening was that I didn't realize this sooner when we were in the r/ship in question. Not until I met someone else it hit me 'dang man, you were horrid.' You could say I wasn't a 'bad person.' But at the same time if someone you say you love doesn't get placed on the pedestal they deserve then all you're doing really is blabbing. You're no different from a blank CD on play mode.
I accepted the fact that it was hard to accept this at first b/cos I used to pride myself in being the 'victim' and/or being the one who'd never cheat or never do this or never do that. I wore it like a badge of honor and turned my nose up at dudes who did the slightest disrespect to their S.O's till I became one of them and suddenly I was mortal again. That invincibility was stripped from me and now I was on the 'other side' the REAL 'bad guy' the REAL 'jerk.'
They say knowledge is power and with great power comes great responsibility. It saddens me that I messed up on a great opportunity to build something long-lasting life long even with someone I did truly see myself ending up with. I can give all the excuses I want to but its the truth and I could care less being ridiculed for it. I tend to be a very private person (see: prev blogs) so its diff for me to vent like this but I guess its necessary. Maybe a few years down the road I'll look back on this and smile and see how much I've grown again.
Apologies accepted is great a freeing feeling too at that but when you wonder about what could've been esp as a perfectionist it doesn't always leave a sweet taste in your mouth. I am happy and thankful for the lady in my life as she has become proof that one can make mistakes and still have 'redemption' in the r/ship realm.
I can truly say for the past 20 some odd years I've learnt a lot about life, what it means to love, and be loved and the right way to love someone you claim to love. It is one thing to my ex I'm truly grateful I learnt. A real pity I couldn't be the man she had hoped. Its like you got with someone things were great then tanked and then you got with another and all of a sudden you became like the new butterfly out the cocooon. I don't know how it feels like to be her when talking to me, the new me but for whatever its worth I look back at the times we shared, times we laughed, times we kissed, times we held hands and looked into each others eyes and I'm truly grateful. The consolation prize for me is that at that time it was all about her and no one else even in the midst of my butt-headedness.
If I were to do it all over again I'd still meet her but more than likely w/o the drama/baggage I carried. Yet, I'm thankful for who I'm with today and I wouldn't have it any other way 'cos what I learnt from yesterday has made me the man I'm becoming today.
..and that's how I've been learning to live with 'regrets'

