And needing help in the work required to correct that mistake. I think that’s the main reason I chose to start living with others again. Also, while living alone, I was not aware of all the advancements society was making. I had fallen behind. I am better off now, by living in adult foster care.
I hate admitting mistakes too.
It’s the confounded work required to correct them. My provider just spilled a gallon jug of dry beans all over the floor because I didn’t put the lid on it right. Three of us worked for an hour to salvage them.
i used to find it hard to admit i made mistakes but now it’s not so hard anymore… i used to think people always kept the mistakes in their head and thought about it all the time…
Well, you helped pick it up and cleaned so don’t worry anymore
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