Regret loves hindsight because hindsight is ever so wonderful, but I’ve never seen hindsight around when the choosing is going down.
Afterwards. Only afterwards is hindsight with us with its ‘you should’ve done this’ and ‘if only you’d done that’ opinions but by then it’s too late to matter.
What regret and hindsight both forget is that choice doesn’t come with a crystal ball.
We’re given options, we weigh them up — it’s a stab in the dark every time we choose and commit to our choice.
We only know what we know.
When our choosing turns bad all we can do is learn.