when i stop and close my eyes, i think about all the people who have gone in and out of my life. the people that are still in my life and the ones that are on their way out. the mistakes i've made; the mistakes they've made. but i don't regret much of it. a lot of the mistakes made me who i am right now, in this moment. i've learned from them--that much i can say and experiences can make us stronger if we are able to do that. when i start to regret things i didn't do, i have to slap myself (metaphorically speaking) because the things i regret not doing are actually things i know would have caused me a lot of pain in the long run. when i regret the things i've done, i have to remind myself that i'm human and i make mistakes but sometimes those mistakes turn into unexpected blessings and when i look back at those things on the narrow road behind me, i see how they've lead me to the road ahead. i am who i am because of the things that have happened to me--for better or for worse but i'm starting to think that it's all for the better and maybe i just don't always see it. but i have a feeling that i will pretty soon.