Okay, if anyone ever bothers to read this post, it should make you searchbar cops happy. I was going to start a topic on this very subject, but then I went ahead and did a search, and found this topic from less than a month ago. so here I am, doing my lowly post at the end of three pages instead of starting a topic and getting attention. I hope you're happy.
The thing I regret the most is wasting my childhood. I could have done so much more. But I spent it constantly worried about what others thought of me, and so hid in my room and read most of the time. I could have taught myself things, done my homework, saved my money, gone to college. I have always known what I wanted to do with my life, but I've never really had the gumption to do it. It's all a big fucking tragedy.
I must add, of course, that if things had been too different, I would never have met my husband and we would never have had our lovely beautiful perfect amazing talented daughter. I wouldn't trade her for anything, not even a lifetime pursuing that calling I don't even have the courage to reveal.