A new paragraph for my new book

Someone once asked me how I live so differently from the way I was taught by my parents.

I answered.

There is no single way to live.

I was not raised by one set of parents alone. I was raised by many people. I was raised by experiences. I've lived through my rebellious years. I've lived through my gothic years. I've lived through my "live free" years. I've lived through my religious years. I've lived through bullies. I've lived through loneliness. I've lived through school. I've lived through work. I've lived through poor heath. Each phase of my life someone was there, whether I knew it or not. Someone I connected with, someone I never will, and some I didn't even notice until it was too late. I have learned that friends can be the worse kind of enemy. I have learned that enemies can save you. I have cried for others. I have made others cry. I have had my heart broken. I have broken hearts. I have no regrets. Regrets serve no purpose. The only true thing you walk away with is experience. Experience: a lesson. If you were paying attention you will learn and sometimes even if you learn you will not change. Your past is what makes you who you are today. Never believe that you are less than you are, you too will change someone; whether you know it or not. We are each composed of the people we meet and each person will gain something different for the same experience. No one is the same. There is no single way to live.