I hate being dissapointed in myself.
Why do those experiences have to happen to us?
Why do we have to fail and make mistakes and...make asses of ourselves?
Perhaps God desires to keep us humble?
Why does he want to humble me so often?
What I hate most is when my teachable moments effect other people.
It would be one thing if I did a bone-headed thing but really I was the only one it effected, it is another thing with other lives are involved, altered, and changed because of the mistakes I make.
And no matter how many times you say sorry - it never feels like it is enough.