There are moments in your life that you can’t help but relive over and over again, no matter how long ago they are. It’s like getting together with high school or college classmates. You never fail to remember that time you almost got caught cheating because your friend was not the discreet type or that time when you tried smoking in the girl’s room. And there there are those memories that you just can’t bring up with any other person except the person you shared it with. It’s a secret memory filled with secret emotions. Sometimes you just want to come clean and confess everything, just to see if it would make a difference. You think that maybe, just maybe, if you’d said it, if you’d shown it, if you’d done something about it, maybe life would be different.
Whenever I catch myself rummaging through my past every now and then, sometimes I can’t help thinking about where I would be and who I would be if I did things differently. Maybe if I’d married back right after college, I’d just be another housewife. Or maybe, if I hadn’t gotten in a relationship so early in law school, maybe I’d have been with other people. But then, when I think of the way my life has turned, I can’t really say that I regret anything I’ve done so far.
