I Regret That I Regretted
- Lyda Ngin

- Feb 12
- 2 min read

Intro:
I originally wrote this in December 2021, in a moment of deep reflection. Looking at it now, I still see truth in these words, and I want to share them as a reminder—both to myself and to anyone else who might need them.
Regret is a tricky thing. Some days, it feels like a lesson, reminding us of what we can do better. Other days, it feels like a weight, holding us back from the very growth we seek. I’ve spent time wrestling with regret—regretting my past choices, my actions, my words. But I’ve also learned that regret alone changes nothing. What matters is what comes next.
This piece is a reflection of that realization. Some days, I fully believe in it. Other days, I struggle. But no matter where I stand today, I want to hold onto the idea that regret should never overpower action.
Here’s a piece I wrote in a moment of clarity—maybe it will remind me (and you) that we have the power to move forward.
I Regret That I Regretted
I regret spending too much time remorseful over my years in school.
I regret feeling ashamed for not achieving the same wealth as my peers.
I regret that I regretted not being a better human being.
But why regret? When I could absorb knowledge, appreciate what I have, and strive to be a better person.
I regret the distress of not giving my sisters thoughtful presents and quality time.
I regret feeling sorry for being a less-than-perfect older sister.
I regret the unease of taking my family’s love and care for granted.
But why regret? When I still have the chance to make things better.
I regret grieving over the truths I once told.
I regret doubting so many of my decisions.
I regret questioning my own values and principles.
But why regret? When I can acknowledge and confront my uncertainties.
Why did I speak those truths? Why did I make those decisions? Why do I hold onto these principles?
The answers have always been within me.
I regret that I regretted not being a good friend.
I regret that I regretted not being a good wife.
But why regret? This is my life—my choices, my movements. I don’t need to dwell in regret; I need to act with intention.
Today, tomorrow, next week, next year—there will still be moments of regret.
But in those moments, my strength will be found in mindfulness.
To recognize, to accept, and to improve—for the better.



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