Moving to another city to stay in the same line of work then absolutely loathing the job in that company and the place, staying there for two years as my mum has this small-town, saving face mentality, where she cares too much about what others think - couldn’t have her daughter doing a big move to the city then coming back after six months.
I wish I’d just moved abroad after the first contract was up, would’ve saved me two years of misery.
Getting a pixie cut - the grow out stage was awful.
The countless times I’ve gained weight back after a decent loss.
Having not seen some relatives for years before they died.