UGH IDIOT!

Do you ever feel like such an idiot?!

We all have those moments, don’t we? The ones where we replay something over and over in our heads, dissecting every detail, letting embarrassment and regret settle deep in our bones.

I’m guilty of it. I let my thoughts run circles around me, beating myself up over things I should’ve known better, moments I wish I could take back, lessons I should’ve learned sooner. And today? Today is one of those days where I just feel like a big, giant idiot.

It’s the little things and the big things. The embarrassing memories that still haunt me, like the time in eighth grade when I stuffed my bra, only to have Kleenex peek out in the middle of the cafeteria. (Yes, that actually happened.) The realizations that hit me harder than I expected. The moments where I should’ve walked away, but I stayed. The times I wanted something so badly that I convinced myself it was real, even when all the signs screamed otherwise. Even this morning, I absentmindedly put the cream in the cupboard instead of the fridge, just another sign that my brain is on overdrive.

We all have our own UGH IDIOT moments. And when we’re stuck in them, it’s easy to spiral. To let shame settle in, to cringe at our own humanity. To relive our worst moments like they define us. But they don’t.

So, instead of dwelling, let’s shift the focus. Let’s talk about the things we do like about ourselves.

I like that I’m funny. A dork, really. I always want to laugh, always searching for the humour in things, even in the darkest moments. There’s a scene in Just Go With It where the little boy says, “Why are we always laughing? Is there something wrong with us?” And I get that. I like that I find joy in the simple, ridiculous things.

I like that I’m kind, not always because I’m human, but my heart is good. I don’t do things with malice. I hold doors open for strangers, especially the elderly (they’re just too cute not to help). I never give up on the people I love, even when I probably should.

I like that I’m social. Put me in a room full of strangers, and I’ll leave with new friends. I can make conversation with just about anyone, and I love that about myself.

I like that I believe in love, even when it’s wrecked me. I believe in it, no matter how many times I’ve been proved wrong. And yeah, I may overthink. But someone once told me that “Overthinkers are over-lovers.” And I’ll take that. I’d rather be an over-lover than an over-hater any day.

I like that I treat my dog like my baby, even though he’s a massive rottweiler and doesn’t need me to baby him. But he is a big baby now, because of me, and I love that. I like that I’m sensitive, even when it means I cry at everything. It just means I care.

I like that I see people at their worst and still love them anyway. It’s a half UGH IDIOT trait, but I’d rather love people deeply than lose feelings too easily.

I like that I crave adventure. That I can pack up and move on a whim. That I’m not afraid to uproot my life if it means finding something beautiful.

I like that I’ve never been part of the norm. I love crazy hair colours, funky clothes, creative jobs, anything non traditional. I like that I’m a conversationalist, not argumentative. I hate going to bed angry.

I like that I don’t judge people. Your past? Your struggles? Where you came from? None of that matters to me. Who you are at heart does. I like that I’m not materialistic. That I don’t care if you have a mansion or a shack, as long as you’re a good person, that’s all that matters.

I like that I’m affectionate, cuddly, full of love. That I take responsibility for my mistakes. That I cherish the simple things, sitting on the couch with a loved one, just being. That I’m an old-school hippie at heart. Vintage cars, peace signs, antique treasures, equality, freedom, I love it all.

I like that I believe in marriage. That I still believe in sticking with one person through thick and thin. That I hold on, maybe a little too long, but I try. I fight for what I love.

I like that if you need me, I’ll drop whatever I’m doing and be there for you, no questions asked. No matter what time of day or night. I like that when I love, I love hard.

And maybe that’s what we need to remember when we’re stuck in those UGH IDIOT moments.

Because yes, we all make mistakes. Some small, some huge. Some that make us want to crawl under a rock and never resurface. But we are not our worst moments. We are so much more than that.

So if today is one of those days where you feel like a fool, if you’re beating yourself up over something you wish you could take back, remember what you do love about yourself. Make a list. Say it out loud. Remind yourself that you are not defined by your missteps.

And most importantly? Don’t be too hard on yourself. Because the right people, the ones who truly love you, won’t love you any less for your flaws. And if someone does? Then they never really loved you in the first place.

So no matter what, through every mistake, every regret, every moment you wish you could rewrite, love yourself anyway. Even in the UGH IDIOT moments.

Peace, Love & be human xoxo