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I despise the notion of having regret or having to apologize.

If I could have done otherwise, why wouldn’t I have just done it? I refuse to believe in this fantasyland of retrospect where we fabricate past circumstances far more favorably than they actually were, where we naively misattribute the power of our present selves to our past selves.

An apology is meaningless in and of itself. Sorry is a waste of a word without courage and discernment. They only bear significance to the extent that we take what we have experienced in the past, and learn from it.