#mind demons

I used to pride myself on not having regrets. That I'd be a different person if I'd chosen differently, and that I'm okay with who I am now. And while that's true, I'm okay with who I am and understand that there are things I wouldn't change - I also feel I have some regrets. Or maybe it's just that my brain wants to play the what if game today. I regret that I didn't run farther away from my demons, I regret that there have been times that I've given into the mind demon who wants to set my life on fire and watch it burn. But mostly, I regret giving into the mind demon whose mantra is "not good enough" because it steals my joy and feeds my apathy.