The permanent reminder

Standing on the basketball court the last few days as I hammered away at the basketball, feeling the annoying ache in my right knee, reminded me of my sins in the past.

It made me think, if only I hadn't of been addicted to gambling, then perhaps I would've spent that time practising basketball, being in the gym, making my knee stronger, which would've prevented tearing my ACL? Then maybe I wouldn't be here today?

It was a useless, hypothetical thought, but one which lingered around in my mind as I sweated it out on the basketball court.

I can only wonder what my life/knee would be like now had I never gotten into gambling. I guess it serves as a permanent reminder of my flaw. A permanent price I had to pay for my destructive addiction.