In a Field of Battle With Regret, You Must Either Slay or Be Slain

My boss fell in love with me and laid me off

Regret made me goofy. Sorrow gave me an enigmatic flavor. – Olya Aman

I was out of heart

The existence of conscience makes the claws of regret sharp. And the stronger one, the deeper the other can penetrate a sensitive flesh. The depressing influence of this feeling creates the sensation of a jail in a living body. This emotion casts a grim look on life. The damp atmosphere that regret creates is suffocating. We need to learn how to dispel the smog from the past and at the same time to keep our hearts from being dried-up.

I was out of humor and out of heart. It has been almost two years now, but my grief grew fast and furious with every succeeding year. My best friend, the one I was secretly in love with, died from heart failure. Miraculously, we were at the stop sign when it happened, the horn of a car announced the death. His innocent and pathetic face was radiant with new happiness. I couldn’t help wondering how he could be so glad to leave me alone. Sitting on a front passenger seat, I unconsciously called to mind a portrait I saw in a gallery some years ago. The painter neglected the background, reserving all the magic of his brush for the quiet, happy face of a man. My friend at that moment looked just like him, as if he had caught the golden glory of heaven on his countenance.

Arm-wrestling with the past

The catastrophes of previous days can darken with a shade of remorse the future ones. Some deeds are done impetuously, others are out of our control. To weather those storms of life and not to be worn out is the actual purpose of their existence. There is no way to change what’s done, so no need to stamp life with the print of past adversities.

He felt discomfort in his chest for a few weeks before the terrible culmination on that day. I mentioned to him several times that he needed to see a doctor. I blamed myself for lack of persistence. And the regret I felt had a sensation of almost maternal protection. Its watchful eye never left my side. It didn’t let my mind wander elsewhere. Some days I could feel the throbbing of his heart as if he was pressed in an affectionate embrace close to my chest. Those days were worse than others.

I would do impossibilities to bring him back. I owed my happiness to him. It felt like an explosion now when he was gone. And I could not pick up the fragments with all the care of an antiquary I applied. I became stifle. My mind and soul were on fire, and that blaze seemed to gleam from hell. There was no space left for new emotions.

That dark, evening power that dominated in my life had some magnetic energy that attracted empathetic people. There are some ways of looking at you that seem to penetrate your soul. I looked at people and made them feel as though they had nothing on. That irritated a lot and captivated many. After all, that sorrow I endured gave me that Renaissance’s ‘Juliet’ flavor. And my gloomy voice could talk the language of enigmatic gallantry of that time.

I often was behind handed with my work, but my senior manager closed his eyes on every mismatch in my schedule. The tension was growing. I could not see the outpouring lava of affection that I excited. My handsome boss was on fire, like a human volcano he loved me with the fierce of unchained nature.

But I was a different person after 2 years of mourning. I gazed about me with a saddened eye, paying attention to the dim side of life. That desire to expand every misfortune in daily life and minimize the impact of many little jolly things was roasting me alive. I needed thunder and lightning to wake me up and transform that death-like, sepulchral look into my regular prior-to-the-fatal-day features.

My heart finally spoke to me, and I happened to take to it. The blow of losing a job served as a curing disaster that shook my essence. When enough time was given to self-wandering, I realized that there were still pages in my life book that I had not read.


Let me tell you what I’ve found on those pages

Arm-wrestling with the past is an exhausting and worthless process. A positive view on days-by-gone creates a profusion of loving energy that motivates a person in his life. Occurrence in the past, bad or good, is a wonderful lesson that builds personality. Everyone is unique because every experience is individual. The way one interprets it determines his success or failure in life. There is no way to change the past, but altering your attitude towards it is magical.

Give a new turn to your thoughts

To be more ardent, more eloquent, more entrancing is a process of growth that often goes hand in hand with ill luck and pain. For the sake of my future happy life, I’ve decided to respect my past. That experience was a tombstone that kept the castle of my unique personality firm and steady. In the enormous mileage of the past, everything is a blessing. Tears poured over some broken expectations should teach a lesson of breathing through the pain and moving with a renewed and re-skilled hope.

Revert the importance

Life is cooler when sometimes less weight is given to the important and more value devoted to the trifling little jolly things. So, in other words, performing a blah with sarcastic importance and taking important for a mumbo-jumbo is quite a good key to a lighter step in life. Various pieces of information assemble the personality and it just happens so that misfortunes give a more positive outcome in terms of helpful life tools than merry experiences could have done.

Let the past be your capital

Trudging timidly through life was a punishment that I inflicted on myself when consciously dwelled on the past with disappointment in my mind. I decided to consider my past experience as a capital that can help me to take the right turn in the right moment in the future.


The result proved to be magnificent

I do not have greedy teeth for blessings, but always remember to be grateful for every little merry moment. That is why life is good-natured to me now. Happiness is the poetry spoken in a woman’s voice. I had my second chance to hear the poem of my life.

Now I and my ex-boss listen to those delicious sounds together.

Stay tuned…

 

46 thoughts on “In a Field of Battle With Regret, You Must Either Slay or Be Slain”

  1. I don’t think you can avoid being upset over something as long as you still feel its negative impact even after time had passed. However, how you react to it and control it is matter of choice. I guess I’m that cold.

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  2. I agree using your regrets as building stones to create a future where regret does not exist. Live on purpose. Great way to explain regret as a learning experience vs a negative life journey.

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  3. Couldn’t agree more with the points that you have mentioned! We can’t change the things we did in our past. The only thing we can do is learning from our mistakes and moving forward!

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  4. This is a great post that so many can use as it is so easy to get wrapped up in the past. We cannot change to past so we just need to live for today and the future and learning from any mistakes made in the past is the best way to learn as long as we make sure not to repeat them.

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  5. Such a great post! I am going to share this article with my sister who is still upset about her past 😔😟 The past few years were quite difficult for her and that’s why maybe she still can’t get out of it!

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  6. This is such a great post. It’s very important to let go of the past and to start over however it’s very important to also remember that because of your past you are who you are.

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  7. I spent a lot of time looking at the past, mulling over it … but now I’ve learned to live the present always projected into the future.

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  8. Regretting is destructive but not always it can be easily controlled. Your post bring along a very valuable advice and approach

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  9. I have a tough time with the past, and I basically just try not to think about it at all, which seems to work pretty well. Sometimes I get a harsh reminder of the past, and then I seem to dwell on it, but I am able to get over it for the most part.

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  10. Perspective is so important when you are dealing with invasive thoughts like regret. You do have to be able to change the way you are looking at things in order to see things in a new and better light.

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  11. Let your past be your capital is wonderful! I think most of us have regrets, but the true power is letting go and letting the healing begin.

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  12. I truly appreciate this post as holding onto the past is a devastating thing for sure and I know someone that can use this post. Sharing for sure 🙂

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  13. Well yes I need to admit even when sometimes I am alone I tend to dwell on the past and sometimes feel like crying aloud. Your article is an inspiration to move on and yes its true we should. Life has many things good in store for us and we must not avoid it.

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  14. I can completely agree with this. I relate in the past to being upset about my past. Today I am a different person. Live a life of no regrets.

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  15. It’s very hard to let go of the past. It doesn’t matter if it s a sad picture or a happy one. I still feel a myriad of emotions from various experiences I’ve had in the past. But eventually you get to process the kind of emotions that you allow, based on the level of acceptance, forgiveness, and optimism you’ve allowed yourself to develop.

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  16. Just as others say with regards on not dwelling.. move on, dont stay on that state too much as it will not help.

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  17. Being upset is not a great feeling. I guess I just need to remember that 10% of our life is what happens to us and 90% of it is how we react to them. Whenever I feel upset, I’ll just try my best to think the positive of the situation.

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  18. Such a beautiful post! These are such great tips. Allowing ourselves time to grieve is important – there can be a lot of guilt in feeling sad especially if you feel like you should be “getting over it by now”. We all process things at different paces and in different ways. When I had my miscarriage I remember feeling like I wasn’t grieving in the way that everyone thought I should be, but I went through it in the way that made the most sense to me.

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  19. We always have regrets in life. But of-course we have a different way to deal with it. And this article really point how to deal it in simple and most efficient way. Thanks for this.

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  20. Thanks for reminding me to always move forward. Every life has a trial. And it will always pass by. Always remember. Past is past. And there’s no need for coming back to it.

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  21. I feel like a lot of people I know end up being stuck on the past and sometimes it hinders them from moving forward into the future. These tips are great for focusing on the future and moving forward.

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