I am not sure if I am the only one that gets this one.
Every once in a while, out of nowhere, a very embarrassing memory will come up in my head and I will get all sorts of feelings about it. Many times I beat myself up for a memory of when I was 19 years old or something. “Why did you say that?’ or “Why did you do that? That was stupid”, you get the idea. But what I always fail is to also — or try to — recognize is that for every embarrassing memory, there’s also, sometimes, a good lesson.
So, instead of beating myself over it, I should ask myself. What did I learn from it? And focus on that instead of asking myself. Why was I so stupid?