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Swallowing My Pride: Needs Salt
So, Friday sucked because I realized I'd made 3 fairly big fuck ups last week. Today, I am charging into each of them headlong to get them fixed.
The first one is handled. And the attorney on the other side was very nice about it and I feel a bit foolish for being so worked up. But, damn, I hate swallowing my pride.
Now, I should probably pause long enough to eat lunch (breakfast?) with my pride, and then tackle problems 2 and 3. But I still feel vaguely sick about the massive screw ups.
Which leads me to the point where I recall the words of wise friends over the past few days: Give yourself a break.
I... may be incapable of not castigating myself within an inch of my life when I screw things up. This is something that I am realizing with a growing unease. I let other people make mistakes and have chances, but I really never do manage to forgive myself.
*fails*
Anyway, on to fix more mistakes now.
The first one is handled. And the attorney on the other side was very nice about it and I feel a bit foolish for being so worked up. But, damn, I hate swallowing my pride.
Now, I should probably pause long enough to eat lunch (breakfast?) with my pride, and then tackle problems 2 and 3. But I still feel vaguely sick about the massive screw ups.
Which leads me to the point where I recall the words of wise friends over the past few days: Give yourself a break.
I... may be incapable of not castigating myself within an inch of my life when I screw things up. This is something that I am realizing with a growing unease. I let other people make mistakes and have chances, but I really never do manage to forgive myself.
*fails*
Anyway, on to fix more mistakes now.