I’m human. I make mistakes. It’s impossible to be human and not make mistakes.
I make a mistake. I immediately feel ashamed. I recognize that some unresolved issues from my past have resurfaced. I tell myself: “The shame I feel now is related to past traumas.”
Still, I feel ashamed. My friend, recognizing that some unresolved issues from my past have resurfaced, says I’m a good person doing the best I can every day. I accept that I’m a good person doing the best I can every day.
Part of me, however, still feels ashamed. I accept that part of me still feels ashamed. My friend and I survive. My friend and I persist.