Because we can not truly know joy unless we have sorrow to compare it to.
And sorrow is a damn good motivation toward true healing.
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I have written a lot lately about recent mistakes I have made in my life. I am working hard toward forgiveness of myself, toward learning from all that there is to learn from these mistakes, and doing better next time. I'm a firm believer that we've all got to screw up now and again - it reminds us that we're human, it gives us something to improve upon, it has the potential to teach us much about the world and ourselves.
I could spend my life being sorry for the mistakes I've made. But just being sorry isn't enough, is it? Sorry is just a word, an abstract concept. The only way to show that I'm sorry, is through my actions. Through learning and coming out of this a better person for it.
Do I regret my mistakes? Only sometimes. I regret hurting, and others being hurt, definitely. But I know that without my mistakes, I have little opportunity to grow and learn. And I have done more of both in the last month or so than I have in a very, very long time.
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