My one biggest regret in life was when I made a selfish decision to please my own urges. I just thought about how good it would feel and hey the other person would like it too.
I didn’t care about how the other person felt about me. How it would confuse her that I had stated how I felt about her but how my physical actions could be interpreted differently. How it would shatter an already broken heart.
I never thought that this one event would lead to her having a miscarriage. That it would lead to a lowered self esteem– one that would transform a then proud, waiting-for-marriage-virgin to someone who was consensual with people outside of a relationship.
This and all the other consequences I didn’t think of, all because I had to have my release. Though I’ve tried to rationalize it away, it was one selfish act and one regret that I’ll forever take to my grave.