Anyone who says they don’t have regrets is a stone cold liar. Everyone has them. I look back at one of the most frustrating times of my life and where the most concentrated amounts of my regrets lie; middle school. I regret not studying more, choosing the wrong friends, liking the wrong guys and so on. Twelve-year-old Cidney will never read these letters but to know that I have grown away from past choices will always be enough for me.
Hard to do? Impossible even?
Welcome to my every day.
I get discussion post assignments and honestly, it’s one of my favorite parts of class. I love not just giving my opinion but getting feedback from others and just bouncing ideas back and forth. Our most recent post was on having the sex talk with a child and who exactly should be the one to discuss the subject; the parent or the school?
Here was my response to the subject. I’d love to hear other points of view!