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| Hello Everyone What's the biggest mistake you've ever made, and what did you learn from it? Ink Fluttre |
| Hello Dawn how are you? |
| Hello there. I'm okay. And I do have an answer to your question here. While it's not writing related, I do regret a decision I made back in college when I was getting my first degree. I had the opportunity to spend a couple of weeks in Italy to study art but would have needed more money than I had available. Instead of trying to find a way to earn it or get help from family, I decided not to sign up for the trip. It was one of those once in a lifetime opportunities and I've never been able to travel to another continent thus far while my siblings all have gone a few places. Almost 20 years later, I still wish I had found a way. Lesson: I wish I could say that I learned not to let little setbacks keep me from traveling or doing fun things but money still remains a barrier. I'm trying to to leave stuff for later since we don't know how much time we have. |
| When a toxic group kicks you out because they claim that you are a bigot, don't try to rejoin the group. Lesson learned - abusive jerks are always abusive jerks.
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| When I was a teenage boy, school bullies picked on me for (among other things) being overweight. At the start of one school year they got me a girdle from the lingerie department of a local store and forced me to put it on. After taking photos of me in it, they told me they expected me to wear it every school day from then on or the pictures would go public. I should have reported it and dealt with the embarrassment, but I didn't. As a result, for my final four years as a schoolboy I had to endure spending the entirety of every school day with a tight-fitting panty girdle on under my uniform. I guess the moral is that if you let people have power over you, they're never going to relinquish it. |
| A long time ago, they were building a huge building at this one spot locally. Behind it was a really tall cliff, and that led to other streets up top. One night, I was being chased by that street gang because I i was in their neighborhood -- that's how it was in those days. I was chased right to the edge of the cliff, and the unfinished foundation is below - cement !! They approached me with clenched fist and anger in their eyes. They intended to make an example out of me. Without even thinking about it, it was a fight or flight moment, I jumped. Within minutes I realized I broke my ankle - but still had to walk on it. Eventually, I walked the six blocks home. From this 15 year-old lesson I learned never to choose flight - - I never did again. Anytime I am pushed - back against the wall - I come out fighting. Today, a church stands on the foundation for several decades. An interesting fact. |
| My high school was .... shall I say, much more violent. In fact, there were a lot of teachers who were afraid of the students -- enablers, we called them. I can totally relate to the 'Bullies' from school days. I repeat, 'That Is Sad !! ' |
| Hi BoB_618 Thanks for the GPs. It took me a long time to get used to it. It was one of those situations where, the longer it went on, the harder it would have been to report it. It would just have begged the question "Why have you waited so long?" and would have made my humiliation worse. |
| I'm really sorry to hear about what you went through during your school years. It sounds like an incredibly difficult and painful experience to endure. Bullying in any form is unacceptable, and what those individuals did to you was deeply unfair and hurtful. |
| Too many to mention. But not doing what I wanted to do for my first university degree, and instead doing what others expected me to do, that's something that wasted a lot of time and life. Oh, and letting my first love go without a fight. Always regret that. |
| Your experience is a testament to resilience and the lessons we learn from challenging moments. It's remarkable how that physical place has transformed, now standing as a symbol of strength and community in the form of a church. |
| Your story truly resonates. It's never too late to chase your dreams, even if the path isn't straightforward. Keep seeking those opportunities; they may yet find their way to you. |
| When I was in my 20s I thought that people who went public with new facets of their identity were annoying and needed to tone it down. Thanks to counseling, though, I realized this was a part of the process and that such public zealotry often fades after a few years. This understanding has made it easier (but still not easy) to have some measure of patience. Tiled Name |