I posted on Twitter about regret being an ugly emotion. I’ve had a lot of that feeling lately and I’m quite sick of how it makes me feel. The what-ifs are the worst. However, what keeps me going is the belief that everything happens for a reason a.k.a. my experiences in the past will be of use for me in the future. A relative passed away this month and I’ve been in a reflective and somber mood since it happened. I haven’t cracked open a bible in a long while but if I did, Ecclesiastes would mirror my dark mood. “Vanity upon vanity […] all is vanity” My heart is still heavy.