It doesn’t mean that I don’t take it seriously, but I do think that life is but a game sometimes. We choose our battles, we make decisions, and we may or may not play it by the rules, which essentially is also decision making. At the end, we all face the consequences of our decisions.
A long while ago when we were talking over a dinner party about the current situation of my Mother, one of our neighbors said something that stuck in my head ever since:
“You made a choice.” she said as-a-matter-of-factly.
Simple as that. I never thought about it that way, but she was spot on. Suddenly it cut me like a double edged sword and there’s no way to undo any unintended damages.
It is no use to even ponder over all the what-ifs. I know there would always be this regret-like pain buried deep inside me for the rest of my life.
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