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Feb. 17th, 2002 03:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickToday is Pungenday, day 48 in the season of Chaos, 3168.
Talking with someone yesterday who seemed to be expressing some regret about getting into one of their relationships got me thinking about whether or not I had any relationships that I've regretted. I've done plenty of things I've regretted (there's a time and a place for everything, and it's called college), but I can only think of a few relationships that if I had to do it over again, I just absolutely wouldn't. You'd think that one relationship where the other person didn't want their friends or especially our mutual friends to know what was going on would've taught me a lesson, but no...I did it again a few years later. These days I have a lot more self-respect; if I'm not good enough for you to admit that we're involved, then you're not good enough for me. Screw you guys, I'm going home. Those were the exceptions though, as I think I've gained something positive out of all the others. Even though obviously most of them have ended (at least the romantic aspect of it, I can only think of one ex with whom I haven't been on at least speaking terms at some point since we broke up), I don't think I'd choose to miss out on the bad parts if it would mean giving up the good as well. I might choose to do things differently in some cases, but I wouldn't pass them up altogether.
Talking with someone yesterday who seemed to be expressing some regret about getting into one of their relationships got me thinking about whether or not I had any relationships that I've regretted. I've done plenty of things I've regretted (there's a time and a place for everything, and it's called college), but I can only think of a few relationships that if I had to do it over again, I just absolutely wouldn't. You'd think that one relationship where the other person didn't want their friends or especially our mutual friends to know what was going on would've taught me a lesson, but no...I did it again a few years later. These days I have a lot more self-respect; if I'm not good enough for you to admit that we're involved, then you're not good enough for me. Screw you guys, I'm going home. Those were the exceptions though, as I think I've gained something positive out of all the others. Even though obviously most of them have ended (at least the romantic aspect of it, I can only think of one ex with whom I haven't been on at least speaking terms at some point since we broke up), I don't think I'd choose to miss out on the bad parts if it would mean giving up the good as well. I might choose to do things differently in some cases, but I wouldn't pass them up altogether.