The fear of losing them without saying everything… it eats at me. I just try to show up now, because I don’t want to live with more regret.
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The fear of losing them without saying everything… it eats at me. I just try to show up now, because I don’t want to live with more regret.
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This one keeps me up at night. I think of the things I haven’t said. The times I brushed them off when I was “too busy.” The truth is, I’ll probably never feel like I did enough. But lately, I remind myself — they didn’t raise me to be perfect, they raised me to care. I try to forgive myself a little and just do better today than I did yesterday. That’s all they ever wanted anyway.