Sometimes you have to take decisions.
Sometimes things don’t work out. Sometimes you have gone to far. Don’t come up with cheap apologies, don’t give me that shit. Face it.
Why do we have to live, regulated by the expectations of others? If the others are happy, you are happy. That’s what dogs are for. Lower your expectations, don’t be so hard on yourself.
Sometimes you’ve got to look in the mirror and face yourself.
What’s that face trying to tell you? Is it trying to tell you something? Probably you don’t like what you see but at least you can be proud of yourself for being decisive.
Feels good, doesn't it?