I only have three regrets in thirty years of life. 1. Telling my brother I hated him when we were kids because he let a friend steal a pair of my underwear. 2. Telling my mother in law I hoped her house would fall down around her during a horrible fight when she told me I wasn't a good enough mom for my baby girl. 3. Trying WAY to hard to get a coworker I wanted badly to kiss me while we were both drunk at a gathering of friends after work three years ago.