“I Regret…”


If you always put limit on everything you do, physical or anything else. It will spread into your work and into your life. There are no limits. There are only plateaus, and you must not stay there, you must go beyond them.

Bruce Lee

“I Regret”

That’s a sentence most of us have heard in one way or another in our lives. We’ve either heard others say it, or we have said it ourselves. No matter where you have been, or what you have done, those two words have been spoken.

“I Regret”

I myself have mentioned them, and felt the gravity of those words too many times in my life. I had so many chances to do something different. So many chances to take the other option, to take the road untraveled, so many chances to take a risk, and walk a different path.

When I was 15, I had the idea of making my first video game. It wasn’t much – a sequel to one of my favorite NES games, Robowarrior. It wasn’t much – a few icons here and there of powerups, and maybe a few bosses. I never took the chance to see that game to fruition.

The very first time I had the chance to find someone, was when I was 16. She was a woman named Stephanie, and she used to work at a retail chain that has been long gone for years now. She was cute, and I think she liked me, but I never took the chance to ask her out.

The first time I had the chance to run and own my first business, was when I was 25. I was a great employee, and I did my best to be good at that job – and I did an even better job of fucking it all up and getting fired.

Now, at 35, I am here, making a video game, and building up a business of my own, all while having a great relationship with a wonderful woman, who I think the world of.

Why is it so different now? Because I stop regretting my past mistakes, missed chances, and what could’ve been.

There are far too many people in this crazy ass world, who live with a ton of regret in their lives, and we use that as a reason as to why we can’t get what we want. Why we settle for what we can get, instead of working hard to get what we want. Why we back away from a challenge, and why we flight, instead of fight.

The one thing that holds us down, and stops us from moving forward, is regret, and the more we engage and keep it company, and the more miserable we become in life.

I’ve looked back at my life too many times, and seen all the roads I should’ve taken, all the missed chances and fuck ups in my short life, and ever time I do, I keep thinking that this is all I am. This is all I will ever be. This is my empire of dirt.

And I say, after all this time, being alive for 35 years and counting: FUCK THAT SHIT!

Life is always what you make of it. If you make a mistake, learn from it, don’t be bound to it. If you took one path, its never too late to turn around a try the other path, and if that path sucks ass, make your own damn path.

You’ve seen what happens when you give up on something, so don’t give up. Keep going, and see it through. Never settle for anything lees or shit you don’t need.

Some of that above my sound like a clique from a self help book, but it’s not.

Stop regretting what could’ve been. As long as you are living and breathing, its never too late to turn things around, to take that chance untaken, that what “I wish I could” moment into that “I fucking did that shit, and it was awesome” moment.

That’s what has finally happened after all this time with me. It has its share of ups and downs, its slow and fast moments, and of course it’s scary as a watching a woman getting fucked super hard in the ass with very little lube in a porno you brought from the Adults only section on eBay (no, that did not happen to me), but no matter what the end game is, no matter what the outcome, there is one thing that you will start saying after awhile:

“Yes, I’m doing that, and I don’t regret a damn thing”

That’s how I feel right this moment. And its wonderful.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to spend time with my lady. And if you didn’t get that NIN reference in this blog, you know nothing of good ass music, you arrogant punk.

Laters.

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