To be true

I try to live without regrets. It is the singular thing that guides every decision I have to make. I tell myself, that millisecond before I take an action, “I must not regret this.”

Does it mean I have not done a lot of things that I should regret? No, of course not. In fact, you might find that I’ve done many things worth regretting by living this way.

However, one thing I always know is that every action I have taken has been my truth. And maybe that truth, to the world, was not the best one to live in — but it was, at the time, for me. And so I have nothing to nurse a broken heart for.

You will find that the majority of regret has come from external forces and the perception you have gained from the world you have interacted with. Every knowledge you gain will bring you one more thing to possibly look back on with melancholy, and if you choose to live life reacting to everything you know, what then is the joy or essence of just being?

It is, in fact, an irony that I am this way when the very essence of my truth is one single sentence: “Per rebus adversis cum benignitate.” Because you cannot be kind if you are selfish, and it would be dishonest of me to not acknowledge that the religion of no regret is inherently the most selfish thing anyone can believe in.

For to truly embody this, you must become liberated from the burden of care, and your thoughts will follow a singular form — void of the burden of anyone else.

If you are like me, you will struggle with this conflict for the longest time. But I tell you, if your truth is pure, some way, sometime, you will find balance between your kindness and the essence of your being.

But until then, you must live each day without regrets. Everything you do must be within your truth. And if days come where there is something you may regret, you must know that you were true to yourself — and that is all that truly counts.