LIfe as poetry
Probably the best thing to do is to accept your choices, as one can't go back in time anyway... sigh.
How lucky to be able to accept the choices you might have done differently. I often have to remind myself that we each make the best choice we can at the moment for a variety of reasons (even it they turn out to be quite warped)
So hard to accept my choices but I do dream a lot about the things I could have done. I like the dreaming.