The capacity to reflect on my mistakes and hopefully change from them I suppose is something I should be grateful for. Of course, I’d prefer not to make blunders and bad decisions in the first place, but that doesn’t seem likely and hasn’t been my history to date anyhow.
For example, yesterday afternoon in an effort to be funny I said the wrong thing at the wrong time to a friend of mine. Now I have the awkward job of dealing with that wrong. Much better to have not acted the way I did, but too late. What’s done is done.