I hate making mistakes. But in a way, mistakes are really awesome.
Sometimes accepting mistakes are the only way we get anything done in life. I have to make mistakes to learn how to do anything. If I’m going to play a piano song, I have to try it out and make mistakes. If I’m going to write a book, it’ll be filled with typos at first. If I’m going to build a house, there will simply be mistakes that happen.
A lot of mistakes can simply be fixed. But sometimes they can’t be.
There are mistakes I’ve made in my home renovation that are hidden and forgotten, but some of them I have to stare at every day and I can’t fix them. And some of the mistakes take a long time to fix.
I mess up so often. But instead of viewing my mistakes as stupid and horrible, sometimes I need to realize that they mean that I am trying.
If I say something awkward to someone, at least I said something. If my day doesn’t go according to plan, I least I had a plan.
I’ll keep trying.