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Each and everyone of us on this site has loved and been hurt and/or devastated by that love...do you regret loving that person? Would you rather have never had that person in your life?

And that includes "ex's" as well...there was a time you loved them too...

I think its better to have loved and lost, because how else would you have anything to compare it too? Then you have a standard to which you can hold things. It's sad to lose someone, but its great to remember the happy times

Each experiance bad or good has always had something for me to learn from. All have been worth while and would never take them back.

Regret sharing love with someone? Never. I've only truly been in love once in my life and I have a beautiful child as a result of that relationship. I have no regrets because I can do nothing to change time... all I can do is be grateful for the time that we had together... my only wish is that it had not ended...

i'm not sure. i loved ben...like there was no tomorrow...i lived for the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand. i knew...that no matter what i did...he'd ALWAYS love me. i knew...that each day would be brighter because i was loved.

the intensity was overwhelming, frightening. i tried to escape it...but always came back. he was...my other half...a piece of me.

he began to change. started on drugs...got pretty heavy into them. he went away on the pipeline (good money) for what was supposed to be three months, and didn't come back for six. when he did return...i felt that i would give him a wake-up call by breaking it off...

when they showed up at my work the next day...to tell me he had shot himself...my entire world collapsed. literally. took me two years before i would even make eye contact with anyone. i still dream of him.

i'm not sure at times...sometimes i think the loss and the pain...and the numbness...and the guilt...aren't worth it. four years of love, a lifetime of pain.

OMG Lori... that's so sad... but you did not make that choice.... he did and you can never blame yourself for his actions.

My brother did the same thing when his girlfriend and him were having problems. Was it her fault... never.... it was his choice.





My guy left 3 days before my daughter was born... and he decided to overdose .... he survived, but I think that he was so screwed up and probably ashamed etc. that it was just easier to not come back.

yeah...i know how it is SUPPOSED to be...that it was HIS choice.

however, harder than that. when you literally send them out of your home, and they do this...you can't help but feel the guilt. it's impossible not to ask yourself..."what if i had taken him in and gotten him help?" or "how could i have reacted differently?"

many of my family are divided...we blame each other. those relationships have never healed. i am angered with my cousins for getting him on drugs...and they at me for casting him out.

"Each and everyone of us on this site has loved and been hurt and/or devastated by that love..."

Gee, maybe I'm not suppose to be on this site. Was that a prerequisite or something. I didn't know.

I've never been in love, and therefore I've never been hurt by love, yet I am a member on this site.

Funny how I never feel like I belong anywhere anymore.

I suppose I should log off permanently and try a different site.

Lori it was his choices all along.... he choice to start taking the drugs, he made every decision and was responsible for his every action.... he could have choosen to say no.... he could have choosen to get help..... you need to lay the blame where it belongs... at his gravesite.

Without writing a book, my summary:

Nope, I didn't regret loving them and nope, I wouldn't rather have never had them either. Everything happens for a reason, and life is one big learning lesson no matter your age.

That is a hellish thing to have in your past. But you can't be responsible for the way things turned out. There are an infinity of "what if's" that we can all ask about our past. But asking how things might have been different is the wrong thing to do. Accepting what has actually happen is all you *can* do. So why dwell on the impossible?

Like you say, there were many people to blame, those who encouraged him to become involved with drugs, and he himself for not taking the responsibility to say no, and to stand up for himself. Not to mention that he could have asked for help instead of taking his own life. Those were HIS choices, not yours. You should't torture yourself for the choice that other people made. They are responsible for their own choices.

You are NOT responsible.

Somedays are better then others...

just the way it is.

i wish i never fell in love because of all the hurt and pain caused by our brake up. to love and lost for someone who has low self-esteem is a devistating thing.

There are some I wished I would of never let myself love but I did and that was the chance I took and the lessons I learned.

angelnhell..." to love and lost for someone who has low self-esteem is a devistating thing."


Exactly what you mean?

Nope no regrets. If anything I have learned in my past relationships and it makes me stronger each time and I know more of what I want and to look out for when meeting someone new.

you know, there is a reason certain sayings become wisdom, and this qualifies. If we never ventured out, the world would be an empty place, devoid of life and its mysteries. Love is a learning experience, and think of how much of learning is garnered by first doing something "wrong". So it is with the heart---tho it hurts more. Where we begin to live tho is when we pick ourselves up, dust our battered selves off, and realize that we are refining what love truly is...and when you have that lesson in hand, love is sweeter. A bear suffers many a sting to reach honeycomb, but then savors the taste the rest of its life. Leastways, that's how my grandad described finding love to me

yes, absolutely

no regrets

Yes. no dout.

never to have loved the joy of confusing lust/infatuation with love

to have loved and lost,
to have experienced heartache and know of the pain it causes.


prefer having the knowledge, but want the right to fake the other