That's the question Redditor whenonedoorisclosed asked the online community, and the responses were as revealing as you might expect.
"As I reach..."
As I reach middle age my deepest regret is actually having spent so much of my life burning with regrets.
I regret second-guessing myself, thinking it was too late to follow my dreams, worrying too much about making mistakes, and just generally giving myself a hard time for making bad decisions in the past.
The reality is regret by itself doesn't serve much purpose. Unless you can use it to motivate you, all it does is allow bad things from the past to colonize and eat into the present. If you are able to let go of it, that's a great thing.
"Not being able..."Giphy
Not being able to communicate my thoughts in a clear manner. Not being able to show much emotions or being able to show any kind of affection. It's cost me many a relationship.
Procrastinating on working on myself.
"Not taking chances..."
Not taking chances and seeing it compound. Not trying what I want because I might fail. Not asking that girl out because she might say no. Not living, I spent too much fearing what might go wrong and not enough time pursuing life.
"Not sticking up..."
Not sticking up for myself more. I was bullied at school and abused at home. It took some time for me to recover from it all. If I had been able to spend that time and energy on other things, so who knows what I might have accomplished.
"Now I'm working as a cook..."Giphy
Going to college. Like most millennials I was pressured into it, to the point that I never even considered careers that didn't require a college education. Now I'm working as a cook after giving up my teaching career, and I love it.
I spent my teenage years being afraid.
Afraid of what people think
Afraid of being mocked at
Afraid of bullies
Afraid of daring
Afraid of my parents threats (on their POV for good reasons)
Afraid of doing something big
I mostly fixed all those, I don't care what people think and that gives me confidence, confidence is rarely mocked at, and bullies are a joke for me, for a while now, and I'm transferring that to my kids, I dared to do stuff i never dreamed of, I understand now my parents threats and i recon they were right sometimes, and i have done big things i never thought i was capable.
I just wish it didn't take me until 38 y/o to do them.
Not looking after my physical health.My quality of life would be many times higher now if I just did 30 minutes of exercise, ate more then once every 2 days, and brushed my teeth.
Waking up in pain every morning can set your whole day up to be bad if you let it and also I can't remember the last time I smiled and wasn't immediately depressed, embarrassed and self conscious about my teeth.
I'm not even 25 yet either...
Losing the love of my life due to immaturity, lack of appreciation, and the inability to manage my own bullsh*t.
"Not being honest..."
Not being honest about my depression. Doing so won't get me the help I desperately need. It's been getting worse over the years.