oooh, another good one.
I have a few tiny things that I have to forgive myself for.
The one that stands out, nay towers, above rest would be my marriage.
Good God! What was I thinking?
I was young, I was naive, I was ….WHATEVER!!
I cocked up good and proper on that one. And that is all.
So it turns out that the honourable thing to do is apparently not always the best thing to do.
Then, once you’ve realised that you have completely destroyed your twenties, your stubbornness kicks in and you refuse to quit. So you stick around and try make the best possible life for yourself and your kids. Then, once you’re completely numb inside, it ends…horribly.
That was a mistake that I’ll have to pay for….
I have to forgive myself for getting married to the wrong person just because I got her pregnant.
PS. Although if I didn’t, she would be raising my kids now. *shudders*