disembodied smoke of regret is nearly impossible to contain,
corral, or neatly repackage and conceal. Once it's released, it
sticks to the fibers and hangs on for days. Perhaps you can relate.
Here is a practice that has helped me not only move through it but
also find peace on the other side. Not a perfect peace, but a
settled one. I hope it's helpful for you as well.