My greatest challenge is learning to not dwell on the past. I need to accept the fact that I cannot change the things that happened in the past. Dwelling on them constantly does me no good. I think part of me is just addicted to feeling sad. I constantly tell others that it does them no good to think about the past and the things they wish they did or the things they could have done better, but here I am thinking about how I wish I could have done things differently; how I wish I could have apologized to those who needed an apology from me but never got one and those who will never get one because they are no longer with us. I live with only one regret and it consumes me at night.