When I was younger, I had the chance to go on a once-in-a-lifetime trip with my family, but I chose to stay behind. I thought I had time to do it later, but life got in the way. My family went without me, and now, they talk about the trip all the time, sharing memories I’ll never have. I wish I could go back and change my decision, but I can’t. Sometimes, I wonder if I missed my only chance to experience something truly amazing with the people I love.
bro relatable this is one of the worst feelings ever