Te damos la bienvenida a la colección Otro. Descubre los arrepentimientos reales y anónimos de Otro compartidos por personas de todo el mundo. Lee sus historias, encuentra consuelo y date cuenta de que no estás solo en tu viaje de Otro.
Los remordimientos reunidos a continuación son reflejos de personas reales que han elegido descargarse en el vacío. Algunos albergan el dolor de las palabras que no se dicen, mientras que otros lloran las oportunidades que no se aprovechan. Al presenciar estas historias, esperamos que encuentres consuelo en la experiencia humana compartida. Lleve adelante sus lecciones y recuerde que la vulnerabilidad es el primer paso hacia el autoperdón.
Los arrepentimientos misceláneos nos recuerdan que el viaje humano es impredecible. Ningún arrepentimiento es demasiado pequeño o demasiado único para ser procesado. Al practicar la aceptación radical, aprendemos a llevar nuestro pasado sin dejar que defina nuestro presente o dicte nuestro futuro.
Practica un ejercicio de respiración de 5 minutos, enfocándote en liberar la tensión física asociada con este arrepentimiento.
I just killed an insect that scared me, I'm sorry
“It can be really unsettling when something startles us, even if it's just a small insect.”
i was too scared to accept my sexuality and i lost the one person i love the most. i know you will never see this, but i'm so, so sorry and i love you so much. i hope you live a happy life with someone ready to accept themselves.
“That must have been incredibly difficult and painful. It's okay to feel sorry for what you've lost.”
That I never went on holiday outside the EU
“Remember the 'EU' isn't the only world to explore; sometimes, the simplest travels are the most meaningful. The 'holiday' you missed could have been a lesson in its own right.”
I regret not taking the time to notice the small things about the people around me.
“Notice the 'small things' again today, and let them be a gentle reminder of the 'people' around you. Each moment counts, even if unnoticed.”
I live in the town I grew up in. I left it many years ago and was much happier but returned as an adult to make my Dad happy then had a kid and got stuck here. Dad is dead and my kid left to study and probably won't return. I'm now 60 with no savings or job and my Mum has dementia. I wish I could die.I literally wish someone would kill me
“The 'town I grew up in' carries a lot of memories, both good and bad. It's okay to feel stuck, but you're not alone in your 'stuck' place.”
I regret taking her with me I always feel like I torned their once a happy family
“'Torn' and 'once a happy family'—these phrases hold the ache of something that was and isn't anymore. The 'happy family' you remember is now fractured, and that's a weight not easily lifted.”
I regret spending an additional unnecessary amount of money for something that is not that important when I could've used it for more valuable reasons.
“What keeps "spending additional unnecessary amount money something" active is not only the event itself; it is the private meaning your mind keeps attaching to it. Some regrets stay alive because they point at a self you almost became. The ache comes from standing so close to another version of your life and still having to live this one. Confusion can hurt as much as loss when you never got a clean answer. The mind keeps circling what it cannot organize, hoping clarity might reduce the weight. You do not have to make the regret beautiful for it to become useful; you only need to see it clearly enough to stop repeating its logic.”
WILLY 107
“Release the echo of yesterday to hear the promise of tomorrow.”