Lesson learnt
I make it a habit to not regret mistakes I make in life. Regret is a waste of time, I think. Rather than regret, I tend to look back to try to understand and learn from things I have done.
Interestingly enough, there are times when I look back and realize that even with the lessons learnt, if given the chance I would likely make the same mistake again. Usually, this is a result of acknowledging that the reasons for my actions would still be sufficient even with added knowledge.
I had that experience twice in one night this week. Two conversations. Two exes. Two loves that I would not give up for anything. I realized after talking to each of them that the reasons I fell for them in the first place are still valid and, under different circumstances (or similar shall we say), I would likely fall for them just as hard as I did.
It is interesting to think that with all my development efforts and personal growth, I am still enough of the same person that I could love the same people the same way.