What I lost in life feels heavier than anything I ever gained.
Sometimes, the pain of losing stays with me longer than the happiness I found.
It's hard to forget the moments that slipped away, the chances I missed, and the people who left.
Even though these losses hurt deeply, they quietly change me in ways I don't always understand.
Life feels like a collection of good things and bad things, but sometimes the bad leaves a deeper mark on the heart.
Still, I keep going, hoping that one day the pain will turn into something I can learn from.
The writer is journalist with The Daily Observer
