Opportunity Lost , I Regret Alot.

Lost opportunities eh… this life no balance at all ....

One minute, a door is wide open in front of you, everything is looking bright, clear, almost like a straight path, next thing, before you even gather your thoughts properly, that same door just quietly closes, No noise, no warning, nothing, and the painful part is not even that it closed, it is realizing later that you were actually standing right there when it was open… but you hesitated.

That thing can pain ehn.

For me, one opportunity that still sits somewhere in my mind till today happened back in 2016, i do not even think I fully understood what was being offered to me at that time, it just felt like one of those maybe later kind of situations.

So I had this aunt from my dad’s side, and she was planning to travel to Holland, everything was already in motion, and somehow, she wanted me to come along. Like, it wasn’t even one of those vague “we will see” kind of talks, this one was real, The plan was there, the opportunity was there, everything was literally aligning.

But me… I wasn’t interested.

And looking back now, I just shake my head sometimes.

At that time, I allowed someone else’s voice to become louder than my own thinking, My ex then told me something that honestly didn’t even make sense, but somehow I believed it, He said they might use me like a slave over there.

Slave ke?...

Even as I’m typing this now, it sounds funny, but at that time, I took it seriously, Instead of asking questions, instead of thinking things through, instead of even talking properly with my aunt, I just… stepped back.

I let fear that wasn’t even mine control my decision.

And just like that, I missed it.

No drama, no big moment, the opportunity just passed quietly. Life moved on, as it always does,But sometimes, I find myself thinking about it… like, what if?

What if I had gone?

What if I didn’t listen to someone else’s opinion about something they didn’t even understand?

What if I had trusted myself small?

Because the truth is, some opportunities don’t come twice, not because life is wicked, but because timing matters, That exact moment, that exact setup, those exact conditions… they don’t always repeat themselves.

But at the same time, I have also learned something from it.

Now, I’m a bit more careful about whose voice I allow into my decisions, Not every opinion deserves that kind of power over your life, People will talk, people will advise, people will even project their own fears on you, but at the end of the day, it’s your life.

You are the one that will sit with the result, so do I regret it? Yes, I do, see I won’t even lie about that one, it is one of those things that makes you just pause sometimes and shout

But I have also decided not to let that regret trap me, instead, I use it as a reminder, next time a door opens, I want to be more present, more aware, and more willing to at least try.

Because honestly… missing one opportunity is painful, but constantly missing them because of fear or someone else’s voice? that one is something I do not want to repeat again.

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