I still revisit the smaller self who made the choice

Dear Delyara, Some regrets stay alive because of what happened. Others stay alive because of who you were when it happened. That’s the kind I carry most. The smaller self. The more frightened self. The self who called less enough because she didn’t fully believe more was available. The self who made decisions from loneliness and then had to keep living with their consequences. I know I need compassion for that version. I don’t always get there first. Sometimes I reach sorrow before I reach understanding.