I've done and said alot of stupid things. There are a few people I know that will stop me when I do something stupid and point it out to me... to learn from. I hated that. It would send me into a whirlwind of drama. I would direct all my frusteration at myself towards the person that pointed it out to me. Then something would happen and I would learn from it. And now in some sick way I look forward to having someone point things out to me. Somehow I learned to turn it from a whirlwind drama into the excitement of opening a christmas present.
Analogy: Being 15 and getting butterflies in your stomach and hating it.... and being married awhile and thinking back on those butterflies wishing you could feel them again.
Its sort of all about being alive and all about growing. If you stub your toe and your sitting there yelling about it and an amputee wheels on by you does it occur to you that at least you have a toe to stub? Does anyone ever wake up and think Glory God ! I hurt today and i'm so glad to hurt because it tells me i'm alive !
Why is sucsess important? How can you fail? What standard is it your holding yourself to? (listens to her own words)