There’s a strange comfort in hindsight, isn’t there?
It’s like watching an old home video of yourself doing something utterly ridiculous—maybe dancing on a table, falling for someone who was absolutely, positively not it, or quitting a job on a whim because it “just didn’t feel right” (even though your bank account very much disagreed). At the time, those choices felt bold… or desperate… or just plain dumb. But now? Now they’re oddly endearing.
Looking back on life, I see a highlight reel not just of victories and smart moves, but of messy detours, dramatic exits, and cringe-worthy decisions that—surprisingly—helped shape this perfectly imperfect life I’m living.
Like that time I trusted the wrong person and ended up with a broken body and a very expensive lesson. Or when I turned down an opportunity because I was scared, and later realized fear had been driving the wheel. Or those unforgettable haircuts and outfits in the 80’s (if you know, you know). All of these “oops” moments turned into turning points.
And that’s the thing—we don’t often give our past selves enough credit. They were doing the best they could with what they had, even when what they had was mostly confusion, ambition, and a questionable sense of direction.
Every poor choice came with a side dish of wisdom. Every embarrassing moment gave me a story to laugh about later (or blog about now) and every misstep led me somewhere unexpected… often, somewhere better.
I’ve learned to stop wishing I could go back and change things. Instead, I raise a glass (of red wine, let’s be real) to the version of me who tried, failed, learned, kept going…and still keeps on going. She may have been a little chaotic, but she had heart. And she got me here.
And here? Here’s pretty good.
So if you’re looking back on your life and wincing at the weird choices, the messy chapters, and the paths not taken—be gentle. You’re the beautiful result of all of it. Even the parts you’d rather forget.
Especially those parts.
Because life’s richest flavours come from the mix—the sweet, the bitter, and the spicy. And honestly? I don’t know if I would truly want it any other way.
What cringeworthy moments became turning points in your life?
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