I find myself regularly thinking about all the ‘what
ifs?’. I think a lot of people in the world do this both in, and out of
prison. Some may think that it is a waste of time; that all things happen for a
reason. But does that hold true when it is our own decisions that change the
course within our lives?
My most reoccurring ‘what ifs?’ are as follows:
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What if …
my father Joe had not died?
·
What if …
we had never moved to Arizona?
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What if … I hadn't gone out on the night of
the accident?
·
What if …
I never met my OG’s face and crime in prison?
·
What if …
I chose to pretend that I was straight?
·
What if …
I had handled things differently with my ex partner Marc?
These are
all irrelevant at this point because what is done, is done. I have no choice
but to move forward. Still, I find myself thinking about these things at random
times. I don’t know if there will ever be a time that I will not wish that I
could go back and change things. People say they have no regrets but I am not
one of those people. Everyday that I wake, I have regrets. I guess that’s just me though.
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