Sometimes what you’re not looms larger than all the things you are, and on those days we don’t aspire and grow, we shrink to fit the scar. Forgive yourself your faults and feel the freedom from the baggage that tries to define your story, stop beating yourself up, see in you the good, and in what you do, the glory. Feeling good propels itself, and feeling bad the same; you’re doing all right, you’re doing well, forgive yourself and sail.