I am so ashamed of myself.
I’ve apologized (a very embarrassing moment), and now I’m trying to get out of the rut of whacking myself over the head with my behaviour roughly every 30 seconds.
Guilt
I am so ashamed of myself.
I’ve apologized (a very embarrassing moment), and now I’m trying to get out of the rut of whacking myself over the head with my behaviour roughly every 30 seconds.
*HUGS*
I don’t know what it was, but I bet it wasn’t _that_ bad =}
— S.
Shall I send over a winch? (And why is it that only nice people ever feel this level of remorse? The people who need to feel it — well, they never do.)