I’ve realized how much I hate change.
Change is such an unpredictable thing sometimes. You don’t see it coming, and next thing you know everything’s flying past you, and you’re unprepared, caught off guard, and you’re left behind wondering how it all happened so fast. You start to question how different things would have been if this or that had happened, if you had done something about it, if you’d only spoken up. But then you realize you can’t do anything about it; it’s already long gone, and you find yourself left in the dust regretting everything you’ve done and all the choices you’ve made, wishing things had turned out differently.