does everybody have things in their past that they'd rather forget?

that's not just me, right?

yeah... like this thread, lol

aww

come on Hungry4Ass, don't u have some ass you'd like to forget

*everyone on the forum pours into the thread and hoists me on their shoulders, carrying me out while chanting HUN-GRY, HUN-GRY*

oh boy

i'd like to forget almost everything i did up until i got married.

that's sweet, you must be a v lucky husband

i'm coming up on the big 3-0 so, pretty sure there'll be plenty forgetting going on

lol h4a

That's a heavy defeat, one to forget alright.

btw Hungry hope u find ass, keep reachin 4 that rainbow

i just have a real problem with memory. always have. everything in my head is always way worse than it probably was. this was crippling when i was younger. now it just makes me wince really bad. still, i haven't ruled out hypnosis...

when i am generally in a bad mood, the painful, embarrassing moments of my past play through my head in an endless loop. the important thing, i've found is sleep: when i get enough sleep, this doesn't tend to happen as much. sleep deprivation wears down the defenses that protect my brain from attacking itself somehow.

i'm coming up on the big 3-0 so, pretty sure there'll be plenty forgetting going on

30s are just like your 20s but smarter don't sweat those. It's the ones after that that're worth sweating imo

yeah, i got regrets. people i treated shitty without knowing any better, people i treated shitty with no excuse. friends i took for granted, goals abandoned along the way, wasted years.

sometimes an old memory will snag at the edge of my mind, and i'll drag it up for a look-see. sometimes i'll wish i hadn't. but i figure it's all part of the process, even the mistakes i wish i could undo. least that's what i tell myself.

i know he's not crazy-popular round here but i always liked Russell Brand's quote about this “My life is just a series of embarrassing incidents, strung together by telling people about those embarrassing incidents.”

^^^^

30s are just like your 20s but smarter

This is what people keep telling me, but I've yet to find it to be true.

I was thinking p much something like that today, and thought about a post from aero on the subject.

seem to be a lot of regret threads at the moment. feeling it tbh

even spotify insists on breaking my balls:

https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/32863603/sob.jpg

:-(((((((((

lol.

Fuckin spotify & its bleak-ass truthbombs

music always has a price.

I dunno, as I get older the regret scale is tipped a lot more toward "things I didn't do" than "things I did."

http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l48ngfc96s1qb13xjo1_400.jpg

I think I'm going to regret my lack of ambition in about ten years.

"Don't confront me with my failures/I have not forgotten them."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWYdMRlCoMM

(And have talked about them enough to sometimes not want to talk about them.)

^best song ever. tied for first place with a lot of other songs. i can never decide on just one favorite song.

I don't know if forgetting the worst mistakes in my past would do me any good at all. At this point those memories aren't really much of a help, either. They're just there. Luckily for me, they are past and done. I can't make them any better, but they can't get any worse.

i don't think of memories as static, existant things that we carry with us, but as dynamic, and subject to change as we constantly renegotiate what our experiences mean wrt who we are now. they can get worse.

saying you don't care about certain memories is a way of transforming them... making them "better."

anyway, what i am saying is that i think people should take an active role in negotiating how they relate to their own memories in order to avoid getting sucked into a hellhole of regret/self-loathing/embarrassment.

I think I don't regret a single 'excess' of my responsive youth - I only regret, in my chilled age, certain occasions and possibilities I didn't embrace.

that's what i hear from people, over and over. i am scared because i can be kind of a bookish shut in.

my teens were me blindly choosing to do things out of a desperate need to assert my independence...my twenties were me still blindly choosing to do things out of a desperate to assert my independence but now under the auspices of 'being an adult' so basically as long as I showed that I was confident in my choices everyone pretty much left me to my own devices....my thirties has been a lot of un-learning all the things I learned in my teens and twenties after the discovery that being an adult does not mean independence but communion, so now I seek to carve my way back into the lives of the people I once desperately wanted to leave behind

cradles, graves, cradles, graves

jesus my posts on this thread from earlier are annoying. i regret them.

i definitely could stand to forget my morning