Regrets

The issue I have with regrets in life is that once you recognize it as such there is no retribution. You can’t go back to the moment and change it and you cant move forward in the same fashion as you would have when you first committed the regrettable action. And for me personally it fosters this deep sadness that not even a prrfect day can shake. So why does it hit so hard? My only answer is that potentially its a physical response to the moments purposely missed. I don’t miss the person I was but I do miss when she had no regrets. I despise growing older and more responsible, holding my tongue, and subduing my adventurous urges. Im grateful to be alive but Im lost and my brain is lost and Im trying to find her agai.