Regrets: Why They Matter

Regrets: Why They Matter

Just about a year ago (as Facebook memories recently reminded me) there was a job that I really wanted that I didn't get. I had prepared a really hard for it, I thought it was the right time, I thought it was going to be the perfect job. But it didn't happen. And I took it really hard.

As I regrouped, I asked myself what else I could be doing to add to my resume and that would get me excited. I got a few balls rolling, tweaked my resume, and reached out to my network. I started asking people about what was involved with setting up a personal website and starting a blog.

I even made it my New Year's resolution to start a personal blog. (I wrote it down and everything.)

Meanwhile, I responded to someone in my network and attended a brainstorming meeting that was about feminism and writing and storytelling. That was the first meeting of SheHasDrive.

Not long after I found a job that was a good fit, and my personal website never made it off the ground.

Do I regret not getting that job? Nope. As so often happens, I realized how that job wasn't right for me.

Do I regret not starting that personal blog? Nope, because starting SheHasDrive has been way more fun and even suits me better because of how fulfilling I find it to help other people share their stories (and occasionally share my own).

So what do I regret? That's a question I like to use to pause, reflect and consider where I am now because of the things that didn't happen and because of the paths that I did take. It's not that I never want to spend time thinking about regrets. It's that I want to use it as an exercise to feel more gratitude for where I am now, and to make sure I don't have major regrets in the future.

Luckily enough, this very story on this very website is a result of that very exercise.

 

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