Today I screwed up. It’s the biggest mistake I’ve made so far this year. I hurt another person that I care about. The fact that it wasn’t intentional is irrelevant.
There’s so much writing on mistakes and how they’re a good thing in life and how it’s a sign you’re challenging yourself and doing new things. Look for the silver lining. Look for the lesson.
Well the feeling after you’ve just realised that you’ve screwed up is still crap. It’s especially crap when your actions upset another person that you care about.
There’s no real message here for me to offer, I’ve screwed up and have done as much as possible to make amends. I’ll try not to do it again – but whether the other person forgives me or not is out of my hands.
I’m alternating between feeling like shit and laughing at my own incompetence.
Life is difficult and sometimes I just seem to make it harder for myself.
Further reading: Neil Gaiman’s New Year Wish














This may well come across as trite, however that shouldn’t affect its veracity (or lack thereof). To screw up is human, its how we grow. Its an inevitable part of life – and the pain that comes from it is proof that we are loved, we matter, and that other people matter to us. Its a sign that life is worth living. Can you imagine a life that never offered the chance to feel regret? Seems like you have a lot to regret – and by extension many blessings to count.