I would have straightened my back sooner. Slouching didn’t make me look shorter or cooler, it just made me look uncomfortable.
I would have pushed harder to do theater before college. I also would not have wasted 3 years of school pretending to do something else when that’s all I really showed up for.
I would have thought twice before taking those pictures. But I still would have done them. 😀
I would have kept the baby and given back the ring.
I’d listen to myself more instead of dismissing my own intuition.
I’d have bought those shoes and that dress. 5 years, and I still think about them…smdh.
I’d have kept writing after I got sick. I loved it, and now it terrifies me that I might not have anything to say.
I wouldn’t have gone upstairs with you.
I would not have gone to her for my first weave. I lost 4 inches of hair.
I’d have joined them breakdancing next door. They saw me doing it by myself in the driveway and asked me to join and I was embarrassed, so I said no.
I would have told your mama.
I would have stayed in NY. I hated Lansing. Even if the money was better, it wasn’t worth the drama and I don’t think the Midwest is for me.
I’d have left the first time.
I’d have had that last rib.