A reminder that playing it safe, living within society's (and my own self-imposed) rules of "being the good girl"... well, while that has its superficial benefits, I miss that nerve-tingling sensation I get from stepping past those boundaries into the "I know I shouldn't, but..." realm of feelings, experiences, and memories I might not otherwise have.
I don't know how many years I have left, and while I feel compelled to live within social constraints on the surface, that voice inside of me whispers "break free, be free" and I ache to follow my whims and fancies. And sometimes, sometimes... I do. And of all the things I've done, and all the things that I know I will do that flaunt convention and expectations, I will regret none of it.
And that, my friends, is my New Year's resolution: live more fully, breathe more deeply, and feel more intensely. Lose myself in touch, in taste, and in pleasure. And above all, waste not a moment in regret.
Regrets won't change what you did, it won't give you absolution, it is nothing more than self-torment at worst and a catalyst for change at best.
Be that best, strive more fully, and love with less constraints. Embrace what your life offers you, and quit worrying about what it doesn't. Unless you have the power, the control, over that which worries you, there is quite honestly no point in worrying. That's futility at its finest.
Go, breathe, laugh, and love. It's a new year, make it what you want it to be. No one else can do that for you!