How to cry over spilled milk

If your problem is to be understood metaphorical the answer might be: don’t cry – someone else will, probably nine month later. But that’s not what I meant. A typical reaction is to blame someone else. Especially, when others are around. Typically, it’s even someone you believe in. Your god, parents, siblings or your companion. So, if you are the one blamed for someone else’s mistakes you’re allowed to feel honored.
It’s worse when you know it’s your own fault. Cause, let’s be honest, where is the fun in being stupid? On the other hand, there is some fun in that. This expression makes even more sense when you know that my case is about a dislocated arm. Alright, we’ve come to the realisation phase and know it has been our own mistake. So, how do we work it out? Now, don’t say: with the other arm, I didn’t mean that.

One of the most important things is to learn to live with wrong decisions. You have different ways to do that. One would be to regret these decisions and try to memorise them each time you have to make comparable decisions again. Another one is to deny any responsibility and blame your life or other unimportant ghosts you believe in for all times. Anyway, my favourite one is to regret nothing at all. Enjoy every pain and flaw and make the best out of it. That’s really hard and hurts a lot, but there’s no better feeling than the knowledge of being infallible.
Who said it wasn’t our plan to wipe out ourselves at all?