There were times when it seemed like everything was lost. That one wrong step had ruined everything. But time passed, and I suddenly realized that without that mistake there would have been no next step. There would have been no necessary conclusions. I wouldn’t be who I am now.
It’s not how many times you made mistakes that matter. What matters is what you did after. Did you admit your guilt. Were you able to learn a lesson. Did you move on despite the fear of stumbling again.
We all make mistakes. This is not a reason to be ashamed. This is an opportunity to grow. Perhaps you, too, look back and regret something. But maybe this is what made you stronger, wiser, more honest? In the end, there are no ideal people. And the real ones are those who know how to admit their mistakes and move forward.