I fucked up! 

I fucked up! And that’s ok, it’s even great. I have a bit of a shame over (shame hang over), so I’m just sitting with that and allowing myself to feel it all.

I was nervous going into this new experience recently. I put expectations and pressure on myself and set the space and reviewed my stuff and sweat the whole way through… And I missed a really important piece in the experience, likely because I felt so nervous. I fucked up. And you know what? That’s great, because I pushed myself to an edge and I reached for something I wanted. I

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