Order by newest oldest recommendations. At last, here was one tiny area I could be useful … I retweeted her words and asked Twitter if they could help. Not bad things happening to you, or the way that life has punched you in the face: regret is a deep sorrow about something you did, or something you failed to do. Ring your mother, be kind to everyone and FFS change your sheets. These were sad, sobering, enlightening responses — big stories told in words to a stranger on a Saturday night. It was encouraging that right alongside the people who regretted a life lived in fear were others who had made a change — now regretting the time it had taken to find their solution for this exact problem:. And then, perhaps less surprising, there was love: a few tweets from people regretting that they had declared their love and ended up having their heart broken, but many, many more regretting not being braver and not risking vulnerability — the regret of having been afraid. Threads collapsed expanded unthreaded.