“Sorry, I made a mistake.”
It’s not so difficult to admit you made a mistake, making a mistake happens to everyone, though it’s rare to hear only three words that can relieve the sorrow of those who suffer the offense.
As if pride were to go fishing in the sea of justifications, a sea in which we don’t miss the opportunity to take a good dip.
“Sorry I made a mistake.”
Recognizing, in the first instance with ourselves, we’ve not acted in the best way is the only way to re-emerge from that dive and at the same time to extinguish the disappointment of those who have been injured.
“Sorry I made a mistake.”
We learned swimming underwater instead, where perceptions are muffled, where it’s easier to survive, apparentely, and most of all where we meet many others like us. This makes us believe we’re less alone.
But if we leave our underwater lane and try to do like dolphins do, an impetus to the sky and then slip lightly into the water… wouldn’t it be wonderful?
Without filters, without school, each of us with their own responsibilities… maybe we would finally be able to draw those three words to make peace with pride and to live fully.
“Sorry I made a mistake.”


Comments (5)
Equinoziodiprimavera
È bello avere la capacità di chiedere scusa, ti fa sapere in pace con te stessa,capace di sentirti in armonia con la parte piu profonda di noi ,è un lavoro introspettivo…
mychicmirror
Verissimo! Allora dovremmo allenare questa capacità, per poi slanciarci verso il cielo proprio come un delfino 🐬 😊❤️ grazie, buona giornata!
Flavia
Proprio così…Un abbraccio 😘😘
mychicmirror
Un abbraccio grande a te cara Flavia ❤️
Dodaro Lucia
❤❤ verità..speriamo di avere tutti questo slancio!
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