Regrets

Isn't it sad that so many of us go through life accumulating regrets along the way? Our inhibitions stop us from revealing our innermost thoughts and desires even when we so badly want to share them.

We're afraid of how the other person may react when we tell them that we've secretly loved them since the day we saw them. We're afraid of losing our jobs if we tell our boss to shove his paperwork where the sun don't shine. We put up with loud and rude passengers on the train rather than risk their wrath by speaking up and telling them to lower their voices. We back down when challenged or threatened, only coming up with witty retorts much too late, then we bitch and moan about what we should have done. And all these add up to the databank of regrets we carry around with us throughout life.

I wonder what life would be like if everyone was free to speak their mind, without fear of repercussions. Would you tell your neighbour that you fantasise about her while sniffing her panties that you stole from her clothesline? Would you tell your wife that her cooking is really bad and the only reason you've been raving about it is because you're afraid she would burst into tears and move out if you told her the truth? Would you tell your colleague that he's incredibly slow and stupid and should have been fired long ago except for the fact that he's the boss's son?

Would you tell your friend that you secretly have the hots for her husband and that's why you hardly meet up with her anymore, afraid that your feelings will show?

Would you tell your mother that the RM500 she thought was stolen was actually "borrowed" by you to pay off some debts?

Would you tell that significant other in your life that you cheated on them when you were angry with them and wanted to get back at them?

Would you tell your husband that you are still in love with your ex even after having been married for 2 years?

Me, I'd run to my boss and tell him how often I've longed to sneak under his table and give him the best bj of his life while he's chairing a meeting ... ok i'm kidding. I long to tell him that I want to kick his ass so hard he'll need to hitch a ride with a passing space shuttle to get home.

What would you do?

Some things are better left unsaid I guess, and so we continue plodding through life bearing the burden of our guilt and regrets ...

Till next time, this is Kucing Gatal signing out with a regrettable Meow.