If regret had a synonym, it would be called hell.

A place where all your freedom doesn’t exist, because you were too busy in chains of the past and impossibility.
A place where you put so much effort in being who you are not, that you almost forgot that being you is much effortless!
A place where you were not you.

Life is short. Yet we waste it for the longest time.
It is up to us to realise this when others tell us, or to realise this at the peril of our own life…