I know it has to happen, that I'll fuck things up from time to time, but I don't have to like it. And it really feels like I've done that a LOT this week, which leaves me feeling ... well, like a fuckup!

I'd really like to hide under the blankets, but, of course, the only way to recover from messing up is to fix it, learn, and move on.

PESKY.

Tell me about a time you came out of a fuckup situation feeling great about how you handled it or what you learned from it?