regret how dysregulated I was going through menopause. There were times when I absolutely did not handle myself well. Once, I lost my temper because my daughter wasn’t wearing a warm enough coat before going to First Night festivities on a frigid New Year’s Eve.
Another time, I stormed off when my son asked me for help studying for a history test and then repeatedly criticized the questions I asked him.
Honestly, it’s hard to remember these moments and practice self-compassion and forgiveness. I just want to shake my younger self and shriek “What were you thinking?” I dearly wish I’d made other choices.But, here’s the truth: No matter how much we want to, we can’t go back in time and change our past.
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