When You Look Back

I've done a lot of things in my past that I know I'm not proud of, but when I think of all the bad I did, I realize without the wrongs my life wouldn't be what it is right now. My friend sent me this awhile back when I was telling her my regrets, she told me "There are no regrets in life, no matter how many people say there are because if it wasn't for the "regret" you wouldn't be the strong person you are now." I hope this poem helps all you ladies out like it did for me!
To my past,
I don't regret the things I've done.
The mistakes I made,
for if I didn't do the wrongs in the past.
I wouldn't be the woman my past made me,
in the present.
I cry when I think of the hurt,
the heartbreak and the torture I went through.
But I don't cry anymore out of anguish,
I cry because I'm happy.
If the hurt and pain didn't hit me then,
it wouldn't have taught me how to be stronger now.
I walk by places and objects,
that will always remind me of how huge of a part,
my past is to me now.
When I look into my mirror,
I see the reflection of a woman who's grown.
But I will never forget the girl I was,
growing up into my own shoes.
I may not be the prettiest,
because someone will always be prettier.
I may not be the smartest,
because there will always be someone smarter.
I may not be the most athletic,
or most of anything.
But I am always the best at being ME.
If it wasn't for the you, my past,
I would never have seen the steps to walk towards my future.
I may not be there yet in the future,
but I won't be foolish.
I'll smile with everything that I've learned,
and the things I'm learning now.
If it wasn't for you, my past.
I wouldn't know ME.
Thank You


I absolutely needed to read this right now! Wow such amazing timing!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH for posting this :)
I am no where near feeling that way about my past, at least not yet. I do hope I get there though.
The poem doesn't really flow well.. but it has a nice concept. I'm probably the person who regrets things the most out of anyone I know... but I guess this changed the way I see things a little. But I still have some regrets... I think that is inevitable.
AMAZING!!!
The poem only cries and reflected about the hurting and pain, but without the high where is the low? there must have been happinese as much as the pain and hurting. That's why no one is regreat of the concequences as they all enjoy as much as they did. They are even yearn for more of it! I don't buy this kind of shit of the fake whining. If it tries to win foolish people's symphathy, it did. How those hurting were there because you let/allow it to be there.
I honestly do not understand what your notion is, and if you are trying to get your point across with foul language your claim is impotent.
This is absolutely amazing, it made me look differently at my mistakes..
thank you so much <3'x